Spa Treatment

when i emerged onto the pool deck i already knew what had happened. some older rec swimmer had requested that the dive pool be opened instead of the 50m pool. the schedule posted by the lifeguard office still was as i had seen it on thursday: saturday - dive pool: closed, 50m pool: 11-4. i begrudgingly walked over to the edge of the dive tank and dunked my foot into the water, hoping for a chilly 78, but knowing before i did so that it would be more like a balmy 85. i looked up at the lifeguard and she slowly shook her head with an expression of regret. we already opened this pool, we can't switch to the other one now, and we don't have enough guards for both. i sighed and jumped into the putridly tepid water. there was only one option for a workout now. it is impossible to swim beyond 50 consecutive yards in water of that temperature. i would have to run the guantlet. 25 butterfly, 20 crunches, 25 butterfly, 10 deck-ups, and so on until i couldn't possibly haul my body out of the water one more time. i really hate it when they don't open the 50m pool.