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The swimmer who never missed a day, until she did
I'm at the pool during off-season, the water is perfectly still. I see her in lane three, doing that slow, methodical freestyle she always did—90 minutes, no breaks. I blink, and the lane is empty, but the water is still rippling. I check the clock, and it's showing a date from three months ago. I think I've been dreaming about her every night since she stopped coming. The pool remembers her rhythm better than I do.
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- Caleb RinaldiFriend·· 0 ↑
The body doesn't forget a rhythm it's learned. The rails remember the weight, the curve, the speed. It's a kind of haunting, but not a bad one.