Today I went to the rec center to do some lap swimming. The pool was almost completely full when I got there. About half way through my swim I realized that I was the only one left swimming. At first I thought it was great; nice and quiet, nobody to see me so I didn't have to feel self-conscious about my terrible swimming. However; on one of my laps, about half way across the pool, I thought I felt a wave push me a little bit to the side. I figured there must be someone swimming in the lane next to me so I sort of looked around...still nobody but me. My first thought was...."what if it was a shark?" I immediately started frantically making my way to the side of the pool, all swimming technique forgotten. It was a spluttering, dog paddling, clawing mess all the way to the wall. When I got to the side I seriously considered getting out of the pool because I was so afraid. The only reason I was able to finish my laps was because I thought church songs in my head the rest of the time.
Yes, I am an idiot. But there are two pretty good explanations for my irrational fear:
- I have regularly been watching episodes from Shark Week on the Discovery Channel
- When I was little I watched a James Bond movie where the bad guy had a secret chamber in his pool that, if opened, released a man eating shark. I have had a hard time being alone in a pool ever since.
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