50:00 minutes at the pool and 800 yards. Emily tried to teach me the dolphin swim. Yeah, I couldn't decided if I looked like I was having a seizure in the water or like the worm in the bottle of the tequila bottle. (I think I'd be liking the swim more, if the pool was tequila.)
Anyway, this guy was asking me about my stroke, and why I breathe like I do. Apparently, I'm not breathing correctly and that's why swimming is so hard for me. I must pursure this whole breathing thing a little more. Especially since I have not yet figured out how to grow gills.
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