Bad dress rehearsal

I'm hoping that little theatre adage might sometimes be true for swimming. I finally got back in the pool this morning after more than a week hiatus (vacation + cold). Man, was I slow. Really slow. And it didn't help that I'm still congested, though not as bad as earlier this week.

Because today was so bad, I'm hoping tomorrow's performance is stellar. To be honest, I'd settle for mediocre at this point. And I will be taking cold medicine...the day-time version this time.

On another note: You know that whole droopy drawers style that some guys have held on to far too long? It is especially unattractive when they droop their swim trunks. While I don't care to see your boxers, buddy, I really don't want to see what they cover.