I’ll be honest. When I was away at college, I didn’t even know where the campus pool was. I still don’t. At least I think I don’t. I now know what building it’s in, but other than that, don’t ask me about WashU Swimming.

Head coach Brad Shively joins the Michigan crew every summer at the Wolverine Swim Camp in Ann Arbor, and one of my sorority sisters used to be on the WashU team; something I did not discover until recently. Seriously, where was I?

Anyway, I read the latest WashU Student Life email edition after it landed in my inbox, and there was a nice little write-up about the swimming programs performances at the UAA (University Athletic Association) last weekend. The women were 2nd and the men 4th. It made me laugh because it is another instance of how I keep seeing how close the sport of swimming was to me, throughout my life, and yet I paid no attention to it.

I was thisclose to becoming a swimmer when I was 3. I broke my leg and the Dr. suggested to my parents that I do gymnastics, ballet, or swimming to build up the strength in my leg again. I chose ballet. I wanted to rock the tutu and be a ballerina. Close, but no cigar.

Remember now, Athens is what sucked me into the sport. During my college years, I really only paid attention to basketball, volleyball, and baseball because those are the sports my friends played.

Well, just thought I’d share. But aren’t you all glad that I’ve since seen the light?

What’s everyone else’s stories on getting sucked in?

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