A spiritual swim season

Swim season had arrived, and I was very excited about what lay ahead over the next couple of months. Our school’s swim team had doubled in size since last year, a lot of my close friends were on the team, and I had been named a co-captain. I began the season by setting several goals for myself, one of which was qualifying for the state meet in my two principal events: the 100-meter butterfly and the 50-meter freestyle. This seemed like a reasonable goal, and I had trained hard over the summer to prepare for it.

When our swim meets started, however, I noticed that my race times were significantly slower than they had been the year before. After every race I would look up excitedly at the score board, see the time I’d made, and feel discouraged.

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