Posted Wed Jan 13, 2016 | 229 Words | Tagged story

Kyle had joined his local gym to try and get a little fitter. He always enjoyed swimming as a kid, so he thought why not. It was a little strange the gym, the people seemed too nice and seemed to offer the best advice of, “Just give it a try, you’ll get the hang of it”

When he first went swimming, he felt a bit silly and self conscious. Something felt strange as he ran the long way home afterwards which was unheard of. But he wasn’t complaining.

He was back again in a couple days. He swore he felt a little smaller, but surely not that quickly. He doubled the amount of lengths he did as well.

The third time he really started to feel strange. He barely even finished what he planned to do before smashing it entirely. It just felt right to work out. For coach. Yeah, for coach that was right.

He went to the reception desk and asked to speak to the coach. The receptionist just grinned and took him straight to the office in the back. He seemed to almost recognise the coach, who got him to sign up to coach’s swim team in his hazy state.

Now he hasn’t looked back. More have joined the swimming team over time, and they dominated the championships. Of course they did, they were Coach’s team.