anecdotal recommendation

Yesterday I went swimming in Lake Washington with my clothes on before 10am. The water was perfect and blue and hydroplanes buzzed by with their thrilling rackets. We saw a bald eagle. I ate breakfast right before I dove in (which is called playing by my own rules). I felt like a million bucks, truly. A new acquaintance sporting a yellow tank and round horn-rimmed specs asked us several times if we wanted beers. We declined, feeling pure. "But you're young!" he cried, defeated.