Swim Meet

Had another high school dream last night, these happen often. I was at some sort of restaurant and it was the middle of the afternoon, between school being let out and the start of a swim meet (there usually is no time between these events, but welcome to my dream world). My friends and some of my family were at the restaurant, and there was some sort of a performance going on. I was trying to get out of there because I had to poo and because the meet was about to start. No idea why I had a dream where I had to poo, I didn't have to poo in real life or anything. Hope you're ok with me discussing poo.

I was trying to leave the restaurant but people kept talking to me and my aunt was hitting me with a pillow, which she thought was hilarious (not very characteristic of my aunt). I finally got away and rushed over to where the swim meet was and went down into the locker room to change. I was a bit irritated, as I always was, since I was in the first and last events of the meet, meaning I had to be there (and soaking wet) for the entire meet. Some other people had stayed at the restaurant since their events didn't start until halfway through the meet. Grrr!

In the locker room I found the toilets and went poo (you're so happy to hear about it), but the toilets were little glass pods where you can't stand up and you can see into adjacent pods. I was not happy about this so I left a bit early to go change.

I was swimming the medley relay, as always (the first event), and we had our old kick-ass JV team together. Kyla was doing back, I don't remember who was doing breast, a girl who I don't remember her name was doing fly, and I was bringing it in with freestyle (it was a good team, trust me). I was putting on my suit and realized that it was my 2 piece bikini that I have now, which would surely fall off as soon as I jumped in the water. In fact, our whole team was in bikinis and I was wondering what was going on.

I was searching for a more appropriate bathing suit top (like a Nike suit top) to wear over my bikini so it didn't fall off in the water, but I was having no luck. No one else seemed to be worried about this inevitabilily. Kyla was joking about how our coach should use this lineup in the meet next week against Mt. Eden High, which would be mean since their team was always horrible. Typically (in real life) our coach would give the lesser swimmers a try at meets against Mt. Eden since there was no way they could beat us, but Kyla really wanted to kick their butts hard for some reason.

We never did get in the water, my alarm woke me up!