Devon Wolfe
When I’m in the water, I feel infinite. I don’t hear my own thoughts, I don’t hear my own doubts. All I hear is the sound of the water sloshing in my ear and the voice of my coach continuously telling me to keep going.
It’s exactly what I do – I keep going. Even if I reach the edge of the pool, I turn around and keep swimming until I hear the loud whistle signaling that I have once again beaten my own record.
“f*****g A, Devon! You’ve outdone yourself again!” Coach Hozi shouted in his thick Irish accent as he ran up to the edge to congratulate me.
“Thanks, coach.” I give him a smile before I push myself off of the pool and lie down on the side.
I need to catch my breath for a few seconds.
When I’m in the water, I feel infinite. So much so that I forget everything and
