Thorin had his own personal swim instructor program, being certified in such a thing. He met with his students at the local pool in the village. He mostly taught people who were learning how to swim for the first time, and actually people of all ages came to him. From young ones, to people in their thirties, who were afraid of the water, and never learned how to swim. .
The other day he was approached by a young lad, named Frodo Baggins. A rather intelligent lad, and he had been teaching some younger boys and girls when the lad approached him. He had told him how he had lost both his parents from a horrible boating accident on the river. They had both drowned, and he was now living in the guardianship of his Uncle. He could tell the lad was petrified of the water, because he would not even come near the edge of the pool, but stood against the wall.
Thorin had had to step out, once he finished his class, and sent the other students on their way. He moved to sit on the bench, and spoke to Frodo. Telling him he did not have to be afraid. So, he had told the lad that if he wanted to sign up for lessons, he would have to bring his Uncle with him on the next day, which happened to be this very day.
So it was, he had gotten ready early in the morning, for he mostly held his lessons at that time, it was the best time to teach the young ones to swim, for they would pay more attention in the morning. Now, he was at the pool, with his long hair tied up and back on top of his head, and he did not even think twice about what he had worn as his swim trunks. They were usually a pair of tight spandex swim trunks.
Thorin wore of tight, gray swim trunks on this day. He would be seeing Frodo in a short while, and what he learned from the lad, his Uncle’s name, Bilbo Baggins.He swam in the pool a couple of laps, his hair tucked away inside a swim cap. He did a couple of laps, then got out of the pool, drying off his body, then he waited for the two of them to arrive.