Swimming

I went swimming today for the first time in a year and four months. I was a bit scared to get in at first, because I was afraid of how slow I would be. It wasn’t too bad in the beginning, but after a short while, my arms began to get heavy. I’m a bit ashamed actually, at how bad I’ve gotten at swimming. I mean, obviously, it’s going to take a looong while before I start getting back into shape but it made me a bit sad nonetheless.

I missed it though. The feeling of water surrounding me, my arms pulling on water (or, attempting to anyway), the exhilaration of just moving.

I’m starting to get sore already (so depressing), but I’m glad I went!