Still Here…
…and even online a lot. Maybe too much. Just haven’t had much to say here. Lots of work and lots of swimming. No pictures of either, and no details of the former. For those who want details of the latter…
One arm pulls, then the other arm pulls. Every other repetition I roll over far enough to get some air on my left side. Yes, this is a generality and an oversimplification – I do the breast stroke too, just not as often and not as well. Eventually I get near enough to a wall that I do the little twisting thing to get myself going in the other direction. I’ve been lucky enough to have the pool to myself most of the time lately (I’d talk about the new schedule but don’t want to jinx it) so it’s been good for a little introspective thought in addition to the pornographic daydreaming as I follow the little black line from one end of the pool to the other.
