oops...here, let me post that part. (I didn't actually drown, but it was good for story purposes...
We got to the hotel, the same one we went to last year, checked in and unpacked. The four of us walked around the hotel grounds showing Kristen all there was to offer, and to see what changes had been made since the previous year. Mark and Heather went about their own way for a while, leaving Kris and myself to wonder about on the beach. We started out onto a pier at about the same time a wave crashed into it, covering me with sea water. Not to be discouraged, we walked on out to the end to take in the sites. A couple jokes were made and I guess I got that 'look' in my eye..so Kristen challenged me to swim from the edge of the pier back to the beach. Not wanting to back down from a dare...especially one from a girl...
I stripped off my soaking wet shirt and shoes and jumped in and began to swim towards the beach. A little back up. For some reason, my dive computer / watch was in 'diver mode' when we got to hotel, so Mark and I decided I needed to submerge the watch to see if it would go back to normal mode, and I figured I would kill tow birds with one stone.
So, there I was swimming towards shore like Greg Louganis in the Olympics. All was going well until I looked up and saw that I was not making the distance I thought I had with my powerful weight room trained arms and legs were propelling me at. I was even beginning to tire! (hey, I lift..I hate cardio) I was still a couple hundred feet from the shore when the thoughts of, "Damn, this is kinda far! You should not have done this! You might DIE! and on the first day of vacation!"
Panic was beginning to consume me as my energy stores were begging to wane! I don't want to go like this! I am starting to line up customers for my future real estate empire! I haven't held my first child yet! I have not walked into the car dealership and bought my new Corvette with cash! I have not walked on the moon yet! I...I....
I looked over my shoulder to my right and saw a father playing in the water with his son almost as far out as I was..so I stopped my frantic kicking and splashing and put my foot down. Sand! I feel sand! ouch, and friggin rock.
I WILL LIVE!!!!!!
there ya go...