Tuesday, November 3, 2015
5052 words in - so far so good
It turned out that it was a week before she could get back to the pool – but in the shower, in the bath, walking in the woods, falling asleep she would visualize the mantra:
And when she finally got into the pool she changed up her routine. She headed for the 17 meter pool and started her drills. It was a good change: better light, warmer water, shallow – and suddenly fifty minutes were up and she felt – accomplished. She felt.
So here she was back in the pool – day three of November.
She was a trinitarian and it was day three.
That ought to count for something.
It ought to.