In lieu of my triathlon training program, I decided it was *probably* a good time to learn how to swim. So today I went swimming with my sister and Malcolm at the Kilbirnie pool, and Kelsi did her very best to teach me to correct (read: learn) my stroke.

I think the only way to describe my swimming is with one word - atrocious. I attribute this partially to the fact that last time I went into a pool with the intention of swimming laps was well...never, and the last time I got into water with the intention of improving my swimming technique was more than 13 years ago, learning how to swim for the first time at my local lake. Most of the time I would end up on the shore playing in the sand within a few short minutes.


This is certainly going to be an experience.