Ok, new plan for Sunday swimming. I got there today and for the first 30 minutes, I thought, wow... my imagination must just be crabby. This is fine. This is good. Peaceful. Fun. And then the divas showed up. I tried to ignore them and soldiered on for another 15 minutes but when one of them cut me off and another stood in my lane so I couldn't get to the wall and then another swam right into my side of the lane, I just quit. The life guard immediately got to the one who just muscled me out and was still reading her the riot act when I left. But, I had had enough.
So... my new plan is a 30 minute swim! What's wrong with that? Nothing. I can do 1,000 yards in a half hour. I'll just do a lovely, pleasant 1,000 yards and call it a day.