The Mystery at the Deep End
I’ve been spending time at the George Mason University Aquatic Center doing fifteen minutes of water running when I can. My current rendition of that is 15 minutes of treading water (no arms) with a quick flutter kick. That is a lot of time to look around the Olympic size pool.
Two days ago I watched two divers warm up. One, with a coach, spent most of the time jumping on a trampoline. Yesterday I studied the names of the swim team record holders. Phelps ’02, holds one for the 50 meter and the 500 meter. What really captured my attention last night, though, was a group of people occupying four lanes in the corner. They wore flippers, masks, cut off snorkels and ear protection. The whole time I was in the water, they swam toward each other and then most dove to the bottom and remained there for awhile. A couple stayed on the surface and then dove. Then they’d return to their respective sides, rest for a period and repeat the process. Later they joined me in the hot tub, where I studied them so more. They were in their twenties, very fit and mostly men. What were they, do you suppose?
Later, in the locker room, I asked one of the two women.Her answer surprised me.
Any ideas? Here’s a hint. The guys wore Speedos that said UWH on the rear. Send your guess to the comment section.