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November 10, 2013
Backstroke, power surge, kicking, staring at the ceiling for the suspended flags. One, two, three four more strokes, flip, push off the wall. I love swimming laps. I've done it all my life. At every dingy "Y" nearby, at the outdoor pools in California, at my alma mater, and now back to my old high school, I swim; for health, for invigoration, for discipline, for dedication to my body, for the allevation of pain, for good sleep, for reduced stress and for fun. For the slippery feel and the feeling of accomplishment when it's done. I think I'll continue on.