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Water Lily
The afternoon light is so bright through the windows that the bottom of the pool is awash in sunshine. In the lane next to me, a beautiful Chinese woman in a swim cap and black racing suit with orange flames does a long swanlike… Continue Reading “Water Lily”
Walking with Scout
Tonight after Master’s swimming practice at a local high school, my friend and I walked down the street to my car. It was dark with only the light from the streetlamps, leaves covered the sidewalk so there was that scuffing sound walking through them.… Continue Reading “Walking with Scout”
Stay in Your Lane
The entire trajectory of my life would have been different had I been able to do a Catalina when I was in [Synchronized] Swim Club at Southfield High School. Not many people can put their finger on their personal critical juncture or in my… Continue Reading “Stay in Your Lane”
Oh God.
What has happened to me? How has the gap between my self-perception and the funhouse reality of the fitting room become so unfathomably large? It is now time like every other female blogger who has ever lived to write about bathing suit shopping. Let… Continue Reading “Oh God.”
Risk
The risk of floating where you can’t see the bottom you feel the weeds skimming your legs you hear the gull swooping down, breaking the water with his beak, is always worth it. _______________________ Originally published in 2013 And yes, that’s me and my… Continue Reading “Risk”
I Wish I Could Do A Flip Turn
I am not to be pitied. In a swimming pool or anywhere else. Because when I strap on one swim fin, I can probably beat your young ass in a 25. Well, that’s probably only partly true. It is true that I can beat a… Continue Reading “I Wish I Could Do A Flip Turn”
Blue Eyes
I went shopping with my rat today. The six people who read my series Say It Ain’t So:Rats in the Basement might remember that I referred to my older son as my rat because he can survive anything (including me). I said before and… Continue Reading “Blue Eyes”
Suck It Up, Sweet Pea
For two weeks, I have been dreading the start of Master’s Swim. I signed up again because my friend Karen had that look on her face that reminded me that doing Master’s Swim felt great, in the abstract anyway. While I was actually at… Continue Reading “Suck It Up, Sweet Pea”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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