Dynamics

Watching the swim team dynamics make me laugh. A lot.

Not only are we an oddball group of people who somehow find pain a good thing and take great pride in watching the blue line at the bottom of the pool, but we are a mini-community all in one. It's the community part that I will focus on today.

So, three new guy swimmers moved in, all decently to very fast. One from another in-valley city, one from Washington, and one from Texas. None have animals, so I can't speak of them that way, so I will refer to them as 1, 2, and 3, respectively. No one pays 1 too much attention, though we all think he's awesome; he's melded into the system quite well. 2 has everyone saying, "Woah, a :54.00 fly as a sophomore!?" No one takes into account that in other states, one has to have a :58 100 freestyle to be in any way decent. Regardless, on to 3. He has over half the girls melting with pitiful "Ahhhhhhh"s on their lips. Quite amusing, in my opinion.

However, 2 has just asked the serval to Homecoming. She hasn't been reduced to a pile of whimpering mush over 3, and rather enjoys 2's company. Sadly, the bobcat has decided that even though she was dripping with flirtatiousness around 3 at the beginning of the season/week, she cannot follow the crowd and decided she had a crush on 2. The bobcat is silly that way.

Anyway, I was just observing all of this today and found it increasingly hilarious. Maybe you folks will too. Even if you don't, that's all I really have to report.