My Other Addiction

My other addiction (what’s with this girl?) is swimming. I’ve always loved propelling myself through the water, ever since I was a little girl. I don’t look nearly as cute in a swimsuit now, but many of my favorite memories growing up involve being in the water.

One of the greatest blessings of our move last year was to a subdivision where we are three houses from the pool. We are there every day, sometimes twice a day. I love to go in the morning on days when the Princess daughter is at summer camp, and before I head to work. No one is there, it’s quiet, and I do my laps. They will never set or break an Olympic record, but I love that feeling of using my muscles to go back and forth across the pool for 30 minutes. I like to think it does a body good.

My little Princess is quite the swimmer. I often wonder if that activity will be part of her future. Her lung capacity is amazing and she’s incredibly strong. Hubby provides us endless amounts of laughter at the pool. How can one person thrash and kick as much as he does, and go nowhere?

We are all so sad when the sun sets earlier, the mornings and evenings get a little chillier, and the sign on the pool fence says “Closed.” We know it will be many months before we find ourselves gliding through that water again.