Found on the net, from Roxie's World, a few poetic lines about the lure of swimming:
Swimming is such a primal activity, and it’s one that’s always had powerful emotional resonances for me, because I grew up with a backyard pool and spent the summers of childhood on swim teams. I love the clarity and simplicity of the body slicing quietly through water, the balanced movements of pulling and kicking, the gentle rhythms of the breath, in and out, in and out. I stepped out of the pool and felt completely myself again for the first time in a couple of weeks.
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