I drove down past the "future" house and the realtor had changed the sign to sold, so thats a good omen. The road was quiet, but the Cuban bakery wasn't open yet.
When I arrived at Barton Springs there were a few cars in the parking lot, I grabbed my stuff and went in, entry is free before 9am, but at 9am they clear the pool and you have to pay to get back in, so I was in plenty of time for my first real swim since the Sand Key race.
The water was definately cold to start with, but I soon got used to it. I started off well and kept my form for the first 8-lengths. After that I'm not sure if it was my form or my will that went. Just when I started out on the 9th length I collided head on with a guy in a wetsuit. Funny, I'd just looked up and he was crossing in front of me, I guess he must have corrected. On my way down I was trying to decide if I'd really bit my tongue in the collision and when I looked up I was really surprised.
When I first got in there were only four other swimmers, now there must have been twenty or so, so for the rest of that length and the one on the way back I was more heads up than normal and I'd lost my concentration, time to get out.
Back at the hotel parking lot Austin had come alive. Already in the high-60's, the sky was blue, there were big crowds on the Congress bridge watching the rowing, across on the green there was an outdoor Yoga class, and as can be seen from the picture below taken on my phone, they were playing beach volleyball.
Oh yes, life is good in Austin and its only 9:30am.!