diana's fight club (thank you walter!)

swim report on diana's weekend fight club swim: fri, noon, diana, janie, kathy, lftc stared down at a rocky low tide wondering how we were gonna get in. my suggestion (and always will be regarding everything in life) was to just lay down. lay down and go with the flow which works beautifully if you don't take into consideration the BRUTAL cold, the cold that causes your teeth to ache, eyes to ice over and numb your senses. see? put aside that and it's cake. dammit.  we all flop in and set out, trailing along to the kelpy a, stopping to discuss ice cubes (according the mightiest c) and over to the half which is nearly at the marine room lately, then across to the pins or 1/4, we mostly bounced around the swim channel and oh, how to get out? how to exit in the even lower tide without looking akward? once again, lftc has the solution: lay down and slide in, then crawl gracefully out on our stomachs before kneeling, then squatting up like powerlifters. how can that not be grace and beauty? if you factor in the bleeding knees from the rocks, the wads of sea grass hanging off our caps, the white/blue extremeties and speedo wedgies, it's just plain hotness.  this is how the fight club operates, people: with grace and beauty.
to go on, walter refers to our weekend group as diana's fight club. i love this and have asked her to blog it but she has no computer, our poor little dianadarling. she says walter is hogging his mac so she's offline. i guess i'm blogging on her behalf. so there you go, a little tutorial on how to exit the water and a new nickname.
swim saturday at 10:30, december 24th, christmas eve. i'll bring pot brownies. again.