Swimming Sensation [River]
Aug 4, 2013 8:32:06 GMT -5
Post by Iggy Liu on Aug 4, 2013 8:32:06 GMT -5
Iggy stood at the edge of the pool in his swimming shorts and a loose tank top. With a deep breath in through the nose he could smell the chlorine. It wasn't quite the same as salt water, but it was a familiar scent. He smiled at the water in front of him. Summer break allowed for more time to go swimming. He made sure to come earlier to avoid the crowd of students there to escape the heat. Usually a busy pool didn't bother him but laps were easier without running into people.
The boy set aside a backpack full of a change of clothes and a towel. He removed his top to reveal a toned swimmer's build, and stuffed the shirt into his bag before returning to the water's edge. Inhale, hold, dive. Iggy did a shallow dive into the water, and quickly resurfaced just a couple feet from where he went in. He made his way down to the other end with the breaststroke and back, then with the back stroke. He continued with the other strokes until his arms felt like jelly. It was a pleasant feeling to Iggy that was more than welcome. He was satisfied by his laps when the jelly arms sensation started to kick in. It drove him to pick up the pace a bit, at least until he couldn't really do much more.
He kicked his legs up and just let himself float. He laid there watching the ceiling. It was peaceful, the water was still, and all was, well, quiet. Though movement out of the water in the corner of his eye caught his attention. Iggy stood up, glad he was in a shallower part of the pool where he could stand, and looked over.
The boy set aside a backpack full of a change of clothes and a towel. He removed his top to reveal a toned swimmer's build, and stuffed the shirt into his bag before returning to the water's edge. Inhale, hold, dive. Iggy did a shallow dive into the water, and quickly resurfaced just a couple feet from where he went in. He made his way down to the other end with the breaststroke and back, then with the back stroke. He continued with the other strokes until his arms felt like jelly. It was a pleasant feeling to Iggy that was more than welcome. He was satisfied by his laps when the jelly arms sensation started to kick in. It drove him to pick up the pace a bit, at least until he couldn't really do much more.
He kicked his legs up and just let himself float. He laid there watching the ceiling. It was peaceful, the water was still, and all was, well, quiet. Though movement out of the water in the corner of his eye caught his attention. Iggy stood up, glad he was in a shallower part of the pool where he could stand, and looked over.