by That’s how many laps I swim, except this week I forced myself to stop counting. Everything is a competition with me and if there’s no one to compete with I compete with myself. This can be a very good thing, but in this case it was wrecking something perfect. Swimming is not only great exercise, I love it. But I was turning it into something grueling.
As long as I keep swimming the whole time, I realized, I was getting the great exercise part, and I should just relax and enjoy it. So now I do. When I’m doing the back stroke I look at the sky and the gingko trees. During freestyle and breast stroke I look for the diamonds the jewelry store robbers lost underwater (it could happen) or perhaps a new undiscovered species that only lives in the Carmine Street pool.
Workers down at the World Trade Center leaving work at the end of the day.
Hey Stacy, I read your tweet earlier about Hurricane Irene. Sounds like you are in a relatively safe zone, but I’d suggest to be prepared for electricity outage of at least a few days. Maybe outage of internet/cellphone service. Whatever preps you have should be helpful. I’m still working on my preps after the tornado last spring, but making progress — all of the stuff I’ve gathered can be used without electricity OR generators (gas is sometimes unavailable for generators as I learned after the tornado). Primitive but good for such an emergency.
Hunker down and stay safe, I’ll be thinking of you and the kitties this weekend!
All of a sudden I feel like I don’t have the right items. My flashlights suck, I just discovered, for instance. I need a decent flashlight, and a battery operated lamp.