Torture, Tenacity, and Time-Drops

It was a very cold, very early morning at our house. Ian had a swim meet in West Chicago that we had to attend by 7am. It was dark, cold, and very hard to get up, and make him get up. It is akin to torture to get up before 6 am on a Saturday to sit at a swim meet. That said, we did it, and were on time.

Ian has been complaining a bit lately about his new swim practice group. In order to get a good carpool, we aged him up a group, and he swims 90 min practices with 11-12 year olds. He is keeping up just fine, and if you even mention not swimming he looks at you like you are about to cut off his arms.....

The above-mentioned practices may have contributed to the rather large time-drops he scored this morning. His 100 Free Style qualified him for the regional meet, and his 50 breaststroke was 2 seconds faster, breaking through an invisible barrier that he has not been able to break in forever. We came home tired and happy by lunchtime. I guess that is the good side, if the meet starts really early, it is over early enough to still spend the day on other things.