" "But that thing is huge" Rachel pleaded, "and why do I have to wear it?"Phil interjected, "Its in the contract, didn't you read it?" "Um, yes, of course, I guess I may have just missed that part."With that Phil continued. Rachel fought the urge to tense up, it wasn't easy, after a few minutes the plug was in place, and the metal bar holding it clicked into the front and back of the waist mechanisms. "That's it!" Phil happily declared. "Not so bad, huh, Rachel?" I guess not." Rachel stammered as Phil exited to the lobby saying, "Take care and enjoy." Rachel turned to Monica. "He's leaving?" Yeah, we're done." replied Monica. "You can go too." But what about all this?" "All this?" "Yeah, how do I get this off?" Rachel was pawing at the collar, and could not feel any type of buckle or snap, or anything that could be used to remove it. Her hands also were tugging at the belt as well, which was terribly uncomfortable."You don't."Rachel was aghast! An astounded "What?" was all she could. " "What sort of a race?" I asked. "40 laps, freestyle," she said. "Loser has to do the breakfast dishes." Since only a few dishes were in the sink, losing didn’t really matter, and I was confident I could beat her in a distance swim anyway – I regularly had to swim 5 miles as part of my Reserve training. 40 laps would only be a mile and a quarter. "Sounds good to me," I said. After she had done her 10 laps to warm up, we braced ourselves against the wall. "On three," she said. In unison, we counted off. "One to get ready… two to get set… [suiting the action to the word]… and THREE!" For the first 20 laps, we were evenly matched. Then Amelie started increasing the pace, slowly but steadily. I was getting more and more tired trying to keep up with her, and she didn’t even seem to be breathing hard. With about 5 laps left, she put on a burst of power that left me in her wake. In spite of my best efforts, she beat me by almost a full lap. I was astounded by her performance. "Wow!," I said.
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