Run, swim, run. Summer on the beach. Getting strong and learning the ways of the ocean. I got to go down and see some of the competition. I'm always amazed that that little dot out there is my girl. That little dot among many. The first time I saw the competition it was on another beach and I arrived when it was just a sea of swimmers. You might have your eye on one of them but then they just turn into a mass. It isn't until they arrive towards land that they start to become individuals again. Emerging from the ocean.
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