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		<title>Final Destination</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 02:08:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Deep End]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[While in Wellfleet, I learned two very valuable lessons. First, riding a bike is not always as easy as…well…riding a bike. That means it’s a wise choice to wear a helmet if you’re planning to soar down steep hills on sandy pavement. Unfortunately, I’m not so wise. Second, if you’re going to be strapped down [...]]]></description>
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		<title>True Blood</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 00:50:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Deep End]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On Friday, we’ll load up the car with two weeks worth of can’t-live-without essentials and head north to Wellfleet, Massachusetts for our annual Cape Cod pilgrimage. For me, a New Englander by birth, this trip is like returning home. For that reason, it’s always a tricky mix of heaven and hell: half Fountain of Youth [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Real Reason I Became a Mother&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/08/the-real-reason-i-became-a-mother/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 18:14:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Confessions]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jack]]></category>

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		<title>Field of Dreams</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/08/field-of-dreams/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 21:36:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Faith]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[If I build it, they will come.
Some weeks, like this one, it takes a lot of effort to build. Certainly, I have enough excuses to avoid the effort. The words I fill here steal from a well that supplies my book, and of course, there is always the question of time: never enough, too much. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Birches</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/07/birches/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 20:21:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Deep End]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Robert Frost]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In college, a favorite old and sometimes cynical professor used to say that the poet Robert Frost was an atheist who spent most of his time arguing with God. I liked this about Frost. I&#8217;d already acquired an affection for Wallace Stevens, but his soul was much too tranquil for my taste. He’d long given [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Want to Believe</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 21:03:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Choice]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Faith]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Flightless Bird]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I’m terrified of flying. Very likely, this is the reason I haven’t stepped foot on a plane in the last decade. I used to be pretty good at flying, on planes or otherwise. I’d close my eyes and dive forward, into open air. Those were the days when I was pretty good at swimming, too. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Confessions of an Imperfect Mommy: Parts I and II</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/07/confessions-of-an-imperfect-mommy-parts-i-and-ii/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 15:04:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Jack]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When Jack sees his first analyst in say twenty years or so, I&#8217;ll try to provide him with a list of his childhood traumas. I hope that will save him some time (and money).
1. When Jack was 2.5 years old, his mommy and daddy took a vacation at home and (eeks!) didn&#8217;t tell him. While [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Live for Real</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 01:35:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Jack]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On Saturday night, while driving a route Jon and I traveled many times while I was pregnant, I rediscovered a song that nearly wore out my iPod when Jack was six months old. Back then, Jack was on constant sleep strike, and music seemed a safe alternative to a horse tranquilizer. This song in particular—“Live [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Flightless Bird</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/06/flightless-bird/</link>
		<comments>http://www.openswim.org/2009/06/flightless-bird/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 21:08:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Water Wings]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[If I could set my life to music, I’d play an endless loop of Iron and Wine’s “Flightless Bird, American Mouth.” My favorite lines in that song open the second verse: “Then when the cops closed the fair/ I cut my long baby hair/ and stole me a dog-eared map/ and called for you everywhere.” [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hunger</title>
		<link>http://www.openswim.org/2009/06/hunger/</link>
		<comments>http://www.openswim.org/2009/06/hunger/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 01:08:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Adam Lambert]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Little Shop of Horrors]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Treading Water]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.openswim.org/?p=161</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I used to think that stagnation was my biggest enemy. I’ve witnessed so much death I assumed the grim reaper was more powerful than the giver of life. Then life proved me wrong. Last week, two separate experiences catapulted me out of my solipsistic bubble of personal hunger and into the more powerful magnetism of [...]]]></description>
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