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cool treadings by drew duckett Lockport township high school Illinois
There
must be something wrong with me.
I hear the alarm. Why am I waking up? It’s too dark to see. The alarm
is on the radio setting, but all the sounds blur together. Without
opening my eyes, I swing my arm over and hit the off button. The
numbers on the screen are bright blue, and I’m still trying to
figure out what is going on. Finally, it registers in my mind. It’s
five-thirty in the morning. It’s Saturday and I’m awake. There must
be something wrong with me.
Going downstairs, I see that the sun is still sleeping, and I envy
it. After a healthy breakfast of Pop Tarts, I get in my car and head
to the school. I see one other car on the road. I know they are
thinking the same thing I am, nothing. It’s too early to think, my
body just drives.
There is one light on at the school. It’s always on, just taunting
me. One Saturday night I drove by the school while trying to make my
midnight curfew. The light was still on even though there were no
cars in the parking lot. There are slightly more cars there now,
maybe two or three.
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When it is this early, I’m always a little cold, not because it’s
cold outside, but just because I’m tired. The school is dimly lit
and eerily quiet. I walk toward the school, hoping the door is
locked. It’s not. I walk to the locker room, again hoping it is not
open. It is. The locker room is always quiet in the morning except
for the occasional slamming of a locker door. After getting changed,
I walk out on deck. It’s five fifty-eight, two minutes
early.
After I do a quick stretch, Lew announces we have over unders
today. Almost everyone groans. The ones who don’t, have no idea
what’s going on because they’re still half asleep.
We put on our goggles as the timer gets set to forty seconds. I dive in at
the beep. The water is cold and does its best to wake me up. It does
a pretty good job. My group has unders first. We swim across the
pool underwater, taking no breaths as the group from the other side
of the pool swims above us. Time slows down when I’m underwater.
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I find myself thinking about completely random
information. As I kick today, I find myself thinking again. There
must be something wrong with me. Why do I put myself through this?
Before I can find an answer, I’m at the opposite end of the pool
getting out. When the beep sounds at forty, we all dive in again.
Overs on the way back. Sometimes we call them butterflies, or Larrys.
There is not much time to think now because my body is constantly
thrashing about while trying to escape from the Kraken. Larrys would
probably be easier if I knew how to do them properly. At the other
side, I get out and do ten pushups before the timer beeps again.
There is always a hope in the back of my head that we will do less
today even though there is no good reason to decrease the amount.
Today is no different, ten overs and ten unders. I’m already tired
when Lew pulls out the chairs.
Treading chairs means more time to think. Today I think I would like
to personally thank whoever thought of treading water while holding
a chair above his head. And of course by thank, I mean hold under
the water for a very long time. I don’t necessarily want to drown
him, just hold him under long enough so he begins to wonder if I’m
really going to do it. While underwater, he’ll have time to realize
how much pain he has caused.
After
drills for about an hour, it’s time to scrimmage. It’s at this time,
every Saturday morning, that I realize the answer to my question of
why I am here and the disproval of my presumption that there must be
something wrong with me.
I don’t care about the over unders or the chairs, but I do them
because it’s one of the only ways I get a chance to experience pure
happiness. Sunlight now shines through the windows, and I’m treading
in the water, with friends, playing a challenging but fun game. And
this realization will satisfy me until next Saturday at five thirty
in the morning, when my mind will need to be refreshed.
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