The Quiet Inside

When I go to the Natatorium to swim, the pool is usually 

alive with swimmers of various ages and abilities.

Divided into two twenty-five meter pools, one end had 

a few swimmers doing laps while this one was set up

in competition mode with double lane markers,

awaiting a college team scheduled to practice for

their meet this weekend. With banners showing pictures

of past champions hanging from the ceiling,

perhaps the pool was reflecting on its history as a place 

where great swimmers have performed.

Not long from now, the pool will be closed for

renovations and repairs, all preparations

for next year, when the Olympic Trials

to choose this country's representatives for

the 2016 Diving Team will be held.

I will miss it. 

There isn't another place locally 

that I enjoy as much.