Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Upgraded from Retarded Turtle to Swimmer
Praise Jesus, Lizzie, The Retarded Turtle can swim! She wasn't retarded at all, just slow. Now that she's gotten the hang of this swimming thing, she can go for awhile in an awkward, almost straight direction. Not only can she stay in her own lane most of the time, but she can also tread water for SEVEN MINUTES, which is a family record. Of all the women in my huge extended family, only my mother and I can swim but neither of us can tread water, which pretty much eliminates any open water swimming. I chalk it up to "heavy bones," but it's probably something more common like sheer laziness.