Water and Adrenaline

There is never silence as the water rushes by,                

I am frozen in time as I wait for the 

announcer to communicate again.

¨Swimmers step up 

 timers reset.”¨ As if the announcer has

 a bluetooth connection directly to my head.

I push myself  onto the block

I feel the grip 

on my feet.  The cold air

on my body as if

trying to weigh me down. 

But I know victory  

Just came to town.

I sense the swimmer next to me and 

understand his anticipation.

I know in my gut I know I can beat him

just give me the chance to defeat him.

Everyone’s silent 

once again lingering  

on the announcer who 

I know is speculating.

My goggles are strapped in, strapped tight 

and I know no one is going down

without a relentless fight.

Cap is on right and I am ready to plunge into 

the depths of the sea as cold and as

 dormant, as a deep dark night

¨Swimmers on your mark¨

The announcer commands.

I go down, bend my knees and squeeze the edge of the block.

My mind starts racing and 

getting unfocused on swimming

but focused solely on jumping. 

Getting ready, no anticipation,

Just pure adrenaline 

keeping me going. 

Everything slows as the 

Beep goes, and on instinct 

I push and slowly 

fall 

fall 

fall

Away.