Hello Team,
I won’t be at swim tonight as I will be my brothers birthday dinner. Enclosed you will find the swim workout:
Swim Test
Warm up:
200 free
200 kick (every 25 yards you will kick half way under water and the rest and then you will kick on your back, with your arms extended on your back)
200 pull
200 free
Main Set:
200 as Fast as you Can ( Please record every 25 yards and…
I had a swim test yesterday (fun fact: I have to learn how to dive for my job) and it’s been years since I’ve actively been swimming and omfg I’m so sore. I have to do heavy lifting today! Idk how I’m gonna survive but I’m the only one who does this particular task and it needs to get done. Maybe painkillers will help?? 😅😅😅
woah boy the quality of these are terrible and I really hope they can be read- i'd try and post all the individual panels but I'm not sure if they're going to fit in one post D:
also I apologize for the shadows </3 I could not for the life of me find an angle where they weren't there
enjoy some fluff @sapphicseasapphire (I have videos of close ups if you want me to send them to you :3)
below is all the text from the panels
1. *convinced legend has a death wish*
Ravio: Ok, I'm ready to go home-
Link: You haven't even touched the water yet!
2. R: Touch it? What do you take me for? I'm a merchant of high standard! Not just any water will-
3. *patented pout* *wind picks up*
R: D-Don't give me that look!
4. *deflate*
L: Then get in already!
5-8. *slump*
L: Come on.
9-11. L: If you don't like the ocean-
R: I don't appreciate when you throw me in the moat.
L: Well, now that you mention it...
R: Don't!
12. R: Where are we even going?
L: You'll see.
13. R in the background: Link. So help me- eugh- gimme a sec
14. L: We're here
18. L:Hey... Ravio..
19. L: Hey. You're crying.
20-23. R: Oh. Oh I'M- I'M the one crying.
Weird... Usually this is the other way around.
I think I just missed this.
Missed Link.
24. *Pluck*
L: Hey!
25-26. *toss*
L: Don't even think about apologizing.
You don't like the ocean? Thats fine. We'll start small. Sound good?
This week we got to continue our rainbow trout experiments. See anything different here?
That’s right, the water is a bit darker! This is because this girl was raised in a recirculating aquaculture system (RAS) that mechanically and biologically filters wastewater and recycles it back to the fish. Most of the gunk gets cleaned out and harmful nitrogen substances get turned into harmless ones, but some compounds remain dissolved in the water!
I filmed this girl because she had a most peculiar way of swimming. She seems to use her pectoral fins an abnormal amount and lays on the bottom in an upturned pose! And seemingly only during the lowest speeds, too. She appeared quite healthy otherwise, I’m not too certain what caused this behaviour.
one of the girls i live with knows the norwegian olympic muffin man, and we’ve decided that i’m going to try and make the muffins and she’s going to give them to him and see how they compare
Summary: Lance is a college freshman at Galaxy Garrison University on a swim scholarship taking classes to put him on the path of his dream to be a NASA pilot. But in order to do that he needs to maintain his grades and his calculus class is proving to be an obstacle to that. But Lance’s TA proves to be a great resource and he’s feeling confident that with the senior’s help he’ll be well on his way to achieving the grade he needs.
Except it seems his TA is interested in more than just helping Lance get an A. He’s interested in Lance.
And so what Lance finds out he has isn’t a path to a good grade… it’s a stalker and one that will not take no for an answer.
Chapter One Snippet:
The shout of his name had his head snapping up to see his TA — shaggy blond hair a golden beacon in the fluorescent lighting — waving at him from across the room and gesturing at a spot at the table he was currently sitting with.
Lance broke into a trot, chest untightening.
Oh gracias a Dios.
He wasn’t too late.
“Hey there sleeping beauty,” Shane greeted him, and Lance felt his cheeks heat slightly at the apparent moniker he’d picked up. He supposed he should be glad Shane hadn’t shouted that across the packed room. “Take a seat and we can get started in just a second.”
Lance slipped into the open chair and began to pull out his notebook and a pencil while Shane turned to a female student and continued to go over something in one of her books, the girl nodding along.
“Okay, you try the next one,” Shane said a moment later. “I’ll check in with you before closing call.”
“Thanks, Shane,” she smiled at him. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Fail algebra,” Shane teased back at her and she stuck her tongue out before turning back to her book. “Which speaking of,” he pivoted in his chair so his knees bumped against Lance’s under the table, “let’s make sure you don’t fail calculus, Lance. Where should we start?”