That's when I noticed the dent.

I recently decided to take up a little bit of swimming, for a couple of reasons:

1) to see if I would drown (I haven't been swimming in AGES)
2) just to mix up my fitness routine a little
3) to either wash that Triathlon idea right outta my head, or GO FOR IT.

And so I got myself a membership and started going (in the mornings, so all the really truly swimmy-type people wouldn't point and laugh). And it was laughable. At first, anyway. It's AMAZING how much more lung capacity it takes me to swim than run. Yikes. But anyway ...

I'm getting better and better, and so to reward myself, I get a couple of small pieces of equipment: goggles and a swim cap. I try the goggles first.

They're snug, but work great! No fog, no running into the wall, all is well. Next, try the cap. This one, I needed a little help with, so I ask the 'experts' at the front desk just how exactly do I go about putting this silicone condom on my head. Armed with instructions, I do precisely as directed. Goggles on top of that, and I'm thinking I might just fool strangers into thinking I'm a real swimmer (until I get into the water, that is)!

Swimmy, swimmy, lap board, kicks and whatnot ... an hour later, I exit the chlorine pond and head for the lockerroom. Where, upon doffing my goggles and cap and heading over to the mirror to ponytail it for the drive home, I discover ... a dent.

In my head.

No lie. This deep line where my cap had cut across my forehead, and two half ovals where the eye pieces of my goggles had perched - essentially EMBOSSED on my noggin. Honestly, the way it was designed, if it hadn't been RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FOREHEAD, it might've been cool. But, as it were, it was decidedly NOT cool. It was the anti-cool. So I ducked out of there and rushed home, thinking it would diminish in time for work.

Fast forward to 7:17 PM, the first instance that day where I touched my head and couldn't feel the remnants of my morning workout.

I think I'm good with running.