I headed to the pool today to get in my swim. Masters was just finishing up and I was sort of stalling at the pool deck before asking to share a lane with one of the ladies. I noticed that one of the lane lines had a lot of slack so I bent down to adjust the tension. Just then.... a little snake jumped off the lane line and started swimming across the lane. SNAKE SNAKE SNAKE IN THE POOL!!!!!!!!

MEYHAM!

Women screaming, me jumping up and down.

SNAKE IN THE POOL!

Yes, it was little, but it was a SNAKE.

Poor thing was scared for it's life and it attached itself firmly to the next lane line.

Of course, that didn't stop me.

SNAKE IN THE POOL!

SNAKE IN THE POOL!

SNAKE IN THE POOL!

I interrupted nearly everyones workout. Finally this super nice guy who is always at the pool when I am lept out of his lane to save me (never mind that I was still on the deck) and rescued the snake me from certain death.

MY HERO!

I wish I could say that I swam a bit faster today because of the adrenaline and fear, but I'de be lying, I swam like crap. Every little stick or blade of grass was...

SNAKE IN THE POOL!