There are several women at my pool who are truly exceptional swimmers.

Their strokes seems effortless.

They glide across the pool unimaginably fast.

They flip-turn.

They arrive with their own apparatus, like pull buoys, swim paddles and resistance gloves.

They have clearly been swimming since high school, or even middle school, swim team.

And I can’t help but admire them.

I am nowhere near their level.  And I may never be.

But seeing them, and how beautiful they are when they swim, makes me want to keep trying.