Waking up at 5:00 is rarely a pleasant experience, but when you have woken up at 4:00 every morning of High School, you kind of get used to it. Your motivation is further tried when you get a text saying that your swim buddy is sick and not coming. Two choices are presented.
1.) Go back to bed. The path of least resistance. Your muscles are sore from yesterday's workout anyways and it wouldn't be hard to justify a day of rest so that your muscles can recuperate.
2.) Go swim by yourself. Even if only for a half hour, chances are you will be grateful you did.
This morning, luckily I went with option number 2. The water was awesome; cold enough to get your heart pumping, but warm enough to still feel good. The first 500 felt good. Letting my sore muscles take it slow and steady made waking up all worth it. My strokes felt long and relaxed but I could feel that I hadn't been swimming regularly every time I breathe. Yes, this morning I am grateful for swimming.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
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