Afterglow - Rage for Timmy

 

 

Brian and I decide to slowly enter the lake and we paid dearly for our decision. Once you go in further than your foot it's either get out or go balls to the walls until the wheels fall off and we chose the latter. Since there was no rope line to indicate the shallow end I don't know how far we really went in, but as you can see from these pictures our bodies were submerged, so you have to at least give us credit for doing that.

The swimming area of the lake always looks so much different without the signature raft anchored out in the middle. That uncomfortable feeling alone should have stopped us from getting in the water but none of us wanted to pay $5 or get an atomic wedgie. We signed the pact and now we had to deal with the repercussions. Our bodies were warmed up thanks to the exercises but nothing could prepare us for the cold waters.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kevin opted to jump off the dock, deciding that the all encompassing sting of cold was better than the gradual numbness that overcomes the body while wading in. He probably chose wisely because the shock of cold would kick in the adrenaline in the body and force it into survival mode, making him more likely to escape the water unscathed by the damning cold. I wouldn't know the answer; I decided to wade in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was damn cold when we emerged from Lake Afterglow as the wind gently whispered around our half-naked bodies. We were left with nothing to clutch to but our belongings or ourselves. Although it was a traumatic experience I know that I speak for everyone when I say that we would do it again in a heartbeat. You can't Rage for Timmy unless you go balls to the walls until the wheels fall off.

Brian knows how to rage. No one can take that away from him. But his degree of raging versus mine and Kevin's is of the lesser variety. He could only handle the water for a short time span but that is to be expected because he isn't as big as a beluga (me) or an idiot (Kevin). But he deserves all the credit in the world for actually doing it and not just being all talk. Brian swam and doesn't have to pay $5 and get a wedgie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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