If he didn’t train so early, he might have asked his roommate to time him, but his roommate is more into parties than sports, and usually doesn’t roll out of bed before noon, not even for morning classes.
Speaking of, Rory doesn’t really talk to anyone in his classes, either. All he thinks about is swimming, day in and day out, and he doesn’t think he has anything in common with anyone else on campus. No one on the team is as dedicated as he is, and no one noton the team would even begin to understand.
He knows no one feels the same way he does about swimming because he’s the only one bothering to practice at this ungodly hour, isn’t he?
Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he releases it as his body slowly settles into starting position. He glances up at the clock on the opposite wall and holds still as he waits for the second hand to sweep around again. As soon as it lands on the twelve, he dives.