Why do I dread swimming before I go and love it once I’m there?
As I stand on the edge of the pool about to dive in, my inner four-year-old emerges and starts to whine.
“It’s gonna be cold. It will make me tired. heck I’m tired already. It will sting my eyes. The water will get in my nose, my eyes, my ears, my…”
oh heck with it.
I dive in……..
and come up grinning like a fool in love.
It happens every. single. time.
I adore the feel of the water, the grace and power and flexibility of the experience. It is just a pure joy for me. Even just doing laps.
So my big question is this: what is wrong with my brain that I can’t seem to remember the love for the water until I’m IN the water?
It sure would help when it came time to get ready to go to the gym………