5 Questions With Bonnie Tsui

Swimming. It’s one of those happy nouns that can spark a flood of sensory memories — of warm afternoons, of the smell of coconut sunscreen and watermelon bubblegum and chlorinated pools and salty oceans. A lifeguard’s whistle. The song of the summer blaring from a boom box. That feeling at the end of the day of being pleasantly exhausted, your skin still a little cool from the water, winding down to sleep well. But is swimming just a luxury of childhood, past lives, and rare vacations — a pastim...