I remember when I was in the army, I was giving accounts. The commander-in-chief gathered us in the square and said, “Well, guys, it’s time for military-sports multi-fighting, who of you is strong in what?” We shouldn’t fall into dirt what we’ve been carrying for so long.
Everyone is standing, bumping, I said from a gun, if so, and three kilometers in boots I can. And also on the overlap, and on the thin end with a parachute. One even remembered rugby. And here the commander and says, and swimming, how do we surrender?
Well, here I am, I think it’s time for me to act as well. He immediately came out of all the cows. And nothing, I say that in this system is without five minutes of swimming, which in childhood was able to deprive this title only the damned angina Ebola.
OK, replied our Jedi of the armed forces. I heard it. You will participate there, Balamute.
The most interesting thing was that they brought us to the swimming pool. On the road they said we would swim only fifty meters. I was happy, but not for long. When I climbed to the start box, I saw a carefully laid shell and a machine next to it. The referee’s gun did not leave any doubt. Dress, stick to all the buttons, machine in the left hand. to start.
Since then, I’ve never told anyone that I’m swimming well.
We are dedicated to our Olympic swimming team.