It's Monday, August 6th. One week to Beirut!
Liz and I woke up early for the Master's Swim in Santa Rosa; 6 a.m. start time. After a few wrong turns we found the pool. Coach and Comedienne Hermine taught us about using our "core", showing ipad examples of Superman (his S points to his core spot!) and Michael Phelps (whose core is marked by a deep indentation at the base of his sternum!). She explained that ALL energy comes from the core; all a swimmer's energy emanates out from the core of the body. She had us explore that core feeling place by placing our feet up on the kick board while swimming freestyle and backstroke. Awkward! My kickboard kept shooting out sideways as I made my way down the lane. I noticed I wasn't the only one laughing and sputtering! The point of the kickboard placement was to shake up body so that you HAD to seek out a different center of balance! I obviously haven't gotten there... yet.
We met up with CuzTim, at pool as he was dropped off by his dad, Hal. On way home stopped at the Bohemian Bakery; first customers! Cheerful Cricket served up 8 weighty fruit filled scones, and 2 giant sticky buns, enough to serve 13+
We are now Cousins Allison and Cathy, Cuz Vicky and daughters Emma and May, Peter + Poppy the Norfolk Terrier, Liz and Tim, Dad + King MoJo, Jake and Susan + Labs Lily and Baby B, Kate and Mark, and yours truly. James and Erik arrive tomorrow!. My college friends Star, Mike, and Alan were here from Stockton.
We're walking, sleeping, eating like royalty, and playing Mexican Train, Liars Dice, and Oh Hell. We've kept a close eye on the Olympics. Stayed up late to see Team USA win both men's / women's medleys, Michael Phelps w/ his 18th gold medal, and Dai Greene on his two prosthetic legs. We're bending and reaching for those volleyballs as Misty May and Carrie Walsh make the magic. What a week! Family and Olympic Games; Sheer BLISS.
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