Ten thousand lakes, 100,000 docks, millions of knobby knees clenched at the edge of the solid world — swimming in open water is practically a universal experience, baptizing all as children of nature. Every summer, Minnesotans renew that connection by getting out of the pool and into the outdoors.
Swim-capped, towel-wrapped and skewed toward middle-age, several open water disciples stood around, shivering in the June air on Lake Harriet Beach, as others continued to emerge, splashing, from the Minneapolis lake.
They'd just finished the Minnesota Masters one- and 2-mile timed swims. Most were training for a triathlon, some were getting in a workout, but all there on the shore bubbled with reasons for taking to natural bodies of water:
It's beautiful.
I can relax into the swim and not worry about turns.
I can be with myself and my thoughts.
It's relaxing.
It's a good way to start the day.