Once again, going swimming has me feeling more like myself.
When I haven't been swimming, that idiom--"more like myself"--seems more a lame riddle than a reliable truth. After even such a short swim as today's, however, I do feel more like myself, like my better self.
Nisus of Troy stirs in my imagination's deepest waters.
Also, my muscles are already sore in the better ways.
The real trick or test will be to build a pattern, to craft that practice again with three, four, or even five workouts a week while school is in session. I've done it before, and I've needed to restart before. Time to begin again.
Maybe the ocean tomorrow. Just a quick dip, you know.
