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As I promised myself, I went swimming yesterday.
Not at lunch hour, though. Because in typical style for my life, there are no lunch hour swims this week. So, I went after work and swam for only roughly twenty minutes ('cause the pool closed after). Still, I went for a swim. Be proud of me.
Swimming, incidentally taught me a number of things.
One: I was a freak in high school that somehow managed to never get her hair wet, thanks to putting on a swim cap extremely well. I will never be able to replicate it. Which means my hair will be quite bleached by the chlorine in the pool. Oh well?
Two: I can still swim. It really is effortless to recover the form of swimming.
Three: I can't swim like I used to. Holy breathing, Batman! I finished two laps and was out of breath. I've lost the rhythm, though not the form. Since I still have the form, I can find my rhythm again. All I need to do is practice.
Four: Swimming makes me dog tired. I was falling asleep on the couch by nine last night, and though I went to bed at a reasonable hour, I'm still tired today. I will be headed to bed earlier tonight, I think. Like, pretty much immediately after training tonight. I might have to take a nap today.
Five: I cannot - CANNOT - forget to bring my sunscreen everywhere I go. I got sunburnt on the walk home (thanks to construction on the shaded side of the street) and I regret not having sunscreen to apply.
Six: I've missed the pool. I was on the swim team in primary school. I abandoned sport altogether in high school for a number of reasons (depression, body issues etc.), and I've missed training. Now there isn't a real reason for me to be training like in primary school. There isn't a swim meet happening any time soon. But I've really missed swim training. Of course, when I was on the team, I was up at stupid o'clock in the morning to swim for two hours before school started. I'm not sure I could get up at 4:00 to be in the pool by 5:00. Nope.
So, swimming yesterday was a good thing, despite how tired I still am. My muscles were in pretty good shape, because I'm only mildly sore today. I should be more sore, but my breathing really put a stop to how much work I could do.
Oh, also, I think swimming gave me terrible dreams. I was playing hide and seek in my sleep, only we were hiding from hideous monsters. It was a game, but also not, as random YouTube gaming celebrity Jacksepticeye found out, when he tried for my hiding spot, only to find I was in there. He couldn't fit, so he left to find another one, and was promptly devoured by the monster we were all hiding from (there were at least eight people). Then, for no reason, I was in a giant store looking for shampoo (because I need it to wash the chlorine from my hair after my swims), and ended up bumping into YouTubers Dan and Phil (I don't know why YouTubers were featured so prominently in my dreams. They just were last night), and being wholly unable to find the damned shampoo, I ended up playing a virtual reality game with Dan and Phil.
And then a grumpy cat woke me up demanding to be fed, and I don't know how that VR game ended.
So yeah. That was my yesterday. How was yours?
Let me know in the comments below. For now, though, I want to leave you with my favourite image from this year's Comedy Wildlife Photography Award winners:
Not at lunch hour, though. Because in typical style for my life, there are no lunch hour swims this week. So, I went after work and swam for only roughly twenty minutes ('cause the pool closed after). Still, I went for a swim. Be proud of me.
Swimming, incidentally taught me a number of things.
One: I was a freak in high school that somehow managed to never get her hair wet, thanks to putting on a swim cap extremely well. I will never be able to replicate it. Which means my hair will be quite bleached by the chlorine in the pool. Oh well?
Two: I can still swim. It really is effortless to recover the form of swimming.
Three: I can't swim like I used to. Holy breathing, Batman! I finished two laps and was out of breath. I've lost the rhythm, though not the form. Since I still have the form, I can find my rhythm again. All I need to do is practice.
Four: Swimming makes me dog tired. I was falling asleep on the couch by nine last night, and though I went to bed at a reasonable hour, I'm still tired today. I will be headed to bed earlier tonight, I think. Like, pretty much immediately after training tonight. I might have to take a nap today.
Five: I cannot - CANNOT - forget to bring my sunscreen everywhere I go. I got sunburnt on the walk home (thanks to construction on the shaded side of the street) and I regret not having sunscreen to apply.
Six: I've missed the pool. I was on the swim team in primary school. I abandoned sport altogether in high school for a number of reasons (depression, body issues etc.), and I've missed training. Now there isn't a real reason for me to be training like in primary school. There isn't a swim meet happening any time soon. But I've really missed swim training. Of course, when I was on the team, I was up at stupid o'clock in the morning to swim for two hours before school started. I'm not sure I could get up at 4:00 to be in the pool by 5:00. Nope.
So, swimming yesterday was a good thing, despite how tired I still am. My muscles were in pretty good shape, because I'm only mildly sore today. I should be more sore, but my breathing really put a stop to how much work I could do.
Oh, also, I think swimming gave me terrible dreams. I was playing hide and seek in my sleep, only we were hiding from hideous monsters. It was a game, but also not, as random YouTube gaming celebrity Jacksepticeye found out, when he tried for my hiding spot, only to find I was in there. He couldn't fit, so he left to find another one, and was promptly devoured by the monster we were all hiding from (there were at least eight people). Then, for no reason, I was in a giant store looking for shampoo (because I need it to wash the chlorine from my hair after my swims), and ended up bumping into YouTubers Dan and Phil (I don't know why YouTubers were featured so prominently in my dreams. They just were last night), and being wholly unable to find the damned shampoo, I ended up playing a virtual reality game with Dan and Phil.
And then a grumpy cat woke me up demanding to be fed, and I don't know how that VR game ended.
So yeah. That was my yesterday. How was yours?
Let me know in the comments below. For now, though, I want to leave you with my favourite image from this year's Comedy Wildlife Photography Award winners:
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