Middle Bottom was in town this weekend, after having finished up a project in San Jose. Since I couldn't meet up with him on Saturday (too tired from all the BBQ I ate with Roommates A&J), we decided to grab dinner and some beers last night to catch up.
I can't believe it's been nearly 10 years since I met Middle Bottom, swimming on a master's team in Washington DC. He was definitely one of my favorite people on the team - his caustic wit and biting humor helped give perspective to a team that was at times either obsessed with competition or lackadaisical to a fault.
We spent much of our discussion gossiping about people, catching up on each other's lives and reminiscing about my early twenties. It kind of made me want to return to my DC life - a time when I was in better shape, less prone to get into trouble and more hopeful in my life's goals.