The 5:10 alarm was unwelcome this morning.
The bed was warm and cozy and begging me to stay. The grinding sound of the salt trucks gave me hope…maybe a school cancellation…? Then the pool would be closed. No luck.
The driving wasn’t too bad. I was happy to see that the parking lot was just sparsely covered with cars. I figured I was about to reap the benefits of my dedication and maybe have an entire lane to myself.
We waited. And we waited. Our numbers started dwindling and then it occurred to me that all of the die-hard, AM lap swimmers were missing. Wait a minute – something was up.
So it turns out, there is a website for the community use pool:
Oh, how I wish I had just given in to the call of the flannel sheets this morning.
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