Post by dreamangel on Nov 4, 2008 0:44:12 GMT
The day was cold and snowy outside; a horrible day to go swimming in the lake. As Isabella wandered the halls, with a swim bag over her shoulder, she thought to herself, "What am I going to do? I've swam every day in the lake this year, no matter how cold it was. Now that the lake has finally frozen over, where am I going to get my swimming done. I don't want to go all the way back to London everyday just to swim . . ." Isabella continued walking through corridors. She reached the forth floor and suddenly smacked herself on the forehead. "Of course!" Isabella exclaimed out loud, "The Muggle Gym! It can turn into a room with a pool in it! I can't believe I forgot!"
Feeling her energy grow, she walked quickly down the hall and took a right, turning into the Muggle Gym room. Just as she had remembered, the room had produced a pool. And it wasn't any ordinary pool; it was an Olympic size pool (50 meters). Smiling widely, Isabella walked over to the locker rooms that had just appeared and changed into her practice suit, which was a plain black and red racing suit. She returned to the pool area and set her swim bag down on one of the benches around the edges of the pool. Isabella put her hair up into her swim cap, put her goggles on, and slipped into the pool.
The water was cold, just the way Isabella liked it. If the water was too warm, then when you started exercising, your muscles would relax and you wouldn't be able to perform to the best of your ability. Quickly deciding on a warm-up routine, Isabella pushed off the edge of the pool, and into a streamline. Isabella loved the feel of the swirling around her body; it made her feel weightless and free. Coming to the surface of the water, Isabella broke into a slow freestyle, loosening up her muscles. While she continued swimming, she heard the sound of the door to the gym opening and closing. She didn't stop swimming, but she hoped that whoever came in the room wasn't the Slytherins that had been harassing her because she was a filth-blood.
Feeling her energy grow, she walked quickly down the hall and took a right, turning into the Muggle Gym room. Just as she had remembered, the room had produced a pool. And it wasn't any ordinary pool; it was an Olympic size pool (50 meters). Smiling widely, Isabella walked over to the locker rooms that had just appeared and changed into her practice suit, which was a plain black and red racing suit. She returned to the pool area and set her swim bag down on one of the benches around the edges of the pool. Isabella put her hair up into her swim cap, put her goggles on, and slipped into the pool.
The water was cold, just the way Isabella liked it. If the water was too warm, then when you started exercising, your muscles would relax and you wouldn't be able to perform to the best of your ability. Quickly deciding on a warm-up routine, Isabella pushed off the edge of the pool, and into a streamline. Isabella loved the feel of the swirling around her body; it made her feel weightless and free. Coming to the surface of the water, Isabella broke into a slow freestyle, loosening up her muscles. While she continued swimming, she heard the sound of the door to the gym opening and closing. She didn't stop swimming, but she hoped that whoever came in the room wasn't the Slytherins that had been harassing her because she was a filth-blood.
