My Story Part One Hundred Thirty
I’m trying to motivate myself to swim again. The weather is more than warm enough–it’s downright hot at this moment–but Thursday nights seem booked, even if they’re not.
It’s just a matter of me getting it together.
Last week was a Tweetup. This week it’s another one, albeit a running one. The next week I have no excuse, although staying out late on Thursday makes it three weekdays that I have obligations to keep me out later from home than I want.
And I’m not exactly a great swimmer–once a week isn’t really enough for me to improve. But I have to start somewhere, and that’s where I’ll start.
Thursday night, next week. I’m in the pool. Or else.
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