This is my open water swimming toolbox, come and have a poke around. Okay, hang on, watch where you’re putting that finger.
The toolbox is made of lycra, silicone, plastic and flesh and brainstuff. I constructed it myself because you can’t purchase one off the shelf, regardless of what some salespeople will have you believe, and you can’t borrow someone-else’s.
The tools inside are pretty cluttered but all pretty well maintained. Like most toolboxes there’s some useless sand and greasy stuff and sticky bits in there, the shape has bulged a bit and the exterior of the box is getting a bit old and battered and faded but looks aren’t everything and all the scratches and dents have stories of their own.
This weird-shaped thingamajig here is called Experience. It’s the tool I use every single swim. Every swim sharpens it, and makes it fit the next job even…
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