My First Mile

In training for my first triathlon, and to ensure that I don't drown on event day, I have been swimming. This week, I completed my first mile. It is very relaxing when I don't have someone splashing in the lane next to me. I can imagine I am graceful and elegant and that the beautiful strokes are lenghtening and strengthening my body.

I try not to look in a full length mirror soon after, because the image doesn't match what's in my head. I remember how I used to look, and that's how I see myself.

On a positive note, swimming has helped give me the upper hand in the Battle of the Batwing. When my hand stops waving, my upper arm does not continue to. I'd like to keep it that way.