Imagine all the training a swimmer endures; the total regimentation; the 10,000 calories per day training sessions; then it all comes down to swimming in mega catfish spawning potty water.
I picture U.S. Olympic Team swimmers being like, “What do you mean we’re not training in Colorado Springs this time?” And the swim coach being like, “Yeah, you guys are just gonna have to trust me on this one. I’m sending you all down to Mexico instead to, uh, ‘acclimate’ to the same conditions you’ll be facing once you get to Paris.”
Nicely done.
Never has “eau de toilette” been so literal.
Imagine all the training a swimmer endures; the total regimentation; the 10,000 calories per day training sessions; then it all comes down to swimming in mega catfish spawning potty water.
I picture U.S. Olympic Team swimmers being like, “What do you mean we’re not training in Colorado Springs this time?” And the swim coach being like, “Yeah, you guys are just gonna have to trust me on this one. I’m sending you all down to Mexico instead to, uh, ‘acclimate’ to the same conditions you’ll be facing once you get to Paris.”