I had a really good swim this past Monday. I was fast, felt strong, and was really moving through the water. Felt… aquatic… and very much in the zone – if the zone in question was a water zone. Otherwise, not so much.
It’s funny. Took me until I was in my late 30’s – early 40’s to really feel like an athlete. Not that I’m ready or interested in competing – other than unofficially racing my slightly younger (not that THAT matters) co-worker. And it’s good that my fitness of choice is pretty cheap. Trunks, goggles, and a chamois (wow, did I spell that wrong the first time around) and I’m good to go.
Wednesday was less good in the pool. I wasn’t fast and wasn’t really feeling it – though I think I had good form. So, I didn’t swim well – but I looked good. I’ll hit the pool again tomorrow and see how that goes.
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Also on Wednesday, I had a memory glitch after my swim. I was standing at the locker in my speedo and goggles, dripping wet, and I grabbed my combination lock.
For just a moment, the numbers wouldn’t come up. That 3 number sequence – from a lock I’ve used for years – was simply not there. I had just enough time to attempt to switch into panic mode when suddenly it was there again. I ran the numbers on the lock and popped it open on the first try.
I’ve had moments like that before – and they usually last longer – but this time gave me pause.
It’s funny how much we rely on our memory and funny how unreliable it really is. We might remember a favorite toy (Bunn E. Rabbit) from childhood and forget what we had for lunch. Or remember lunch (chicken and rice) and forget an anniversary. I am, in particular, terrible with dates. If I can remember my own birthday – and perhaps my age without having to do the math – I count it a victory.
I was not stuck in my speedo for the day – though I would have WORKED that blue square-cut if that’s what it came down to – and for that I’m glad my memory rebooted.
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It’s been a long and stressful week. We still don’t have much in the way of news about our jobs, though unconnected bits and pieces seem to be filtering out. Fortunately, I’ve been crazy busy and it’s kept me occupied. I’ve been doing a lot of folding at home and I’ll have stuff to share soon.
So, time for bed and hopefully mild dreams – I’m too tired to fight zombies or repair the moon. You are all on your own.