An observer of this world who reads, writes and occasionally does arithmetic
Growing up on the East coast with the Atlantic ocean for a backyard I learned to swim at an early age. I always loved the way one can travel through the water simply my moving one’s arms and legs. As I have aged, I still enjoy getting in the surf to swim or ride those waves in to shore. (Yes, I own a boogey board too).
Four years ago the nation watched as US swimmer, Michael Phelps, conquered all swimming events in the Olympics. The man won eight gold medals. Amazing!! Each night he was to race the family & I would huddle around the TV and not a word was spoken until the end of his races; then all hell would break loose with cheering and such. We witnessed a locomotive in water. Fierce determination, strength, speed, the list is endless on his attributes as an athlete.
I call him “Train-Man”. Pure poetry in motion.
We are at 100 days and counting to the Summer Olympics being held in London. I have been following him these past four years and can’t wait to see him devour the water once more. If you have not witnessed this swimming phenom in action, mark your calendars.
So this summer on race nights, do not expect me to answer that phone, text or email because I will be focused on “Train-Man”. Can he win eight more events? Not sure about that, but no doubt he will give the other swimmers one helluva race and the viewers a memory to remember.
Go Train-Man Go!!!