As I hoisted myself out of the Fairfield YMCA pool I was at eye level with the old starting block step. I immediately got a butterfly feeling in my gut, recalling all the times I had taken that first step. It was as nerve wracking and exhilarating as taking the stage. Taking that first step up meant you were committed to completing the event, whether it was 50 meters freestyle or 200 meters butterfly. Although, I believe the butterflies were appropriately a bit more rambunctious for the 200 meter butterfly…enough to wanna make me hurl. I think I could benefit from stepping onto a few more “blocks” in 2011 and really inviting the butterflies for a bit of play time in my gut.
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