The horses like the splashing

What makes swimming tracks in a pool so different from splashing by a young child in the bathtub during morning wash hour? Is it the pure fun, almost absent in disciplined action by grown ups? You know that in the deep pool most swimmers are ridiculously serious in their odd way of moving through water: they behave exactly as they will do half an hour later when they participate in the trafic. Eager to demonstrate that this big ego is in his or her sovereign right to arrive first, where? Well at any goal set by any daily rational mind. Hyper irritated or frustrated when one of these bloody stupid other ego’s blocks the way.

This morning again I was quite amused by this widespread habit of adult swimmers to leave their paralysis in a warm dreaming nest just to turn into a blind speed swimming monster, splashing around without any conscious attention for any other swimmer that might have the evil gut to steer into My Track Back and Forth. If you share that experience of getting a full blow of a backcrawler you know how it feels: this meaning “get out of my way”..Could also be a breastcrawler, their eyes are full of water… There is no fun here,even no sorry, only hidden aggression or overt irritation or anger or just simply a blow.
So here you see how most aldult swimmers behave in a pool, splashing water without any form of fun.

How different from all that was that marvellous behaviour of the two police-horses I met by surprise this morning at the still sunny seaside. They really had fun in splashing through the undeep water. As they came towards me they were still excited in a joyous way and allowed me to touch their nostrils gently. Of course they were on a training course and their drivers took care to steer them away from unknown deep waters, but from the glowing of their eyes there spoke this sparkle joy of freedom: “splashing through water makes fun!”