I almost lost it last night. Mary and KT Proell swam their last race ever - the 200 br. Watching them finish then hug and start crying in the water was almost too much for me to handle. I think it hit home for me because I realized that my swimming career would end just like theirs - in a 200 breaststroke. It is fitting though, and almost symbolic that I end my career with the event that has caused me the most pain and joy. The 200 breaststroke has always been "MY" event and it seems so appropriate to end with it. It is finally starting to sink in: life as I have know it for the last 10+ years is about to change. It will be strange to wake up the next morning and be done. No weights, no morning practice, no coaches, no teammates. All of it will be gone. Cecile put it best in her away message this morning:
I woke up this morning with tears running down my face...
