No, I didn't get myself an announcer for the big achievement. (-:
I didn't take pictures of the moment today so I pulled up the latest swimming pic/video that I could find easily.
Can't pull up the data on it for some reason but it is likely from sometime in the 2007 or 08 era when I did a year or two of swim meets with my still state champions Masters swim team, starting when I was 38 and don't think I ever did a meet again after Livia was born in 2009 because the kids' schedules were full throttle by then.
I haven't swam with that team though now for probably 7 years or so, and hardly any swimming in the last five years with everything. But, this past early November-ish...I slowly started showing up at our local high school pool. Turns out, I voted FOR a tax for the first time in my life...my little ol' township proposed a tax to support FREE OPEN SWIM at the high school/community pool for our township residents. Ummmm...are ya kidding?? Billie Jo, Gordon, Lyle & Karen...all my neighbors get to help pay for my swims?? (-: The closest pool to my house, what?? And it's nice, new-ish and has pretty good swim hours for open swim (which I can swim laps at) and lap swim (which you have to pay $3 for or $2.50 if you get the card of 10 or more swims). What??? I have both the cheapest and the closest pool in the area by my house!
So...you see...there could not possibly be any more excuses at all to keep me out of the pool.
I've mostly done weekends so far, and at first I'd show up 20 minutes before the pool closed, for real, didn't want to tax myself, haha. Actually for those beginning weeks, I didn't care if I swam 10 minutes (and sometimes that's all I did), it was just about getting there, putting a suit on and getting into the water. I finally did 500 yards by late-November, got up to a half mile in December (mostly because I was still showing up with 20-30 minutes till closing, just to make myself go, not because it was too hard to do more) and today....TODAY...I arrived with an hour to swim and did a mile in around 45 minutes, and that's with 12 laps of kicking only (6 w/ flippers, 6 w/out).
What???
That had to have been my first mile in five years, or at least the first one I can remember.
After exclaiming to the lady next to me,
"That was my first mile in about five years!"
She said...
"Congratulations!"
I forgot to say,
"Thanks!"
Then I cried underwater.
I will say, I'm gonna sleep well tonight and I'm feeling it.
Yes!
🏊
(mile 1)