The group of young men and women radiated nervousness as they lined up on the sand. “On your mark, get set, go!” shouted the instructor as they raced down the beach around the tower and into the water.
I was about halfway out to the buoy when a group of good swimmers caught me and basically swam right over me. By the time I got going again, a wave smacked me right in the face as I was taking a breath. When I got to the buoy, I had to hang on for a few seconds to catch my breath before pushing on.