June 8, 2004
Taking out my frustration at the chores not getting done because of interrupted schedules, I start a new routine at the pool, dividing my time between my traditional aerobics-meet-yoga exercises and doing laps, either side-stroke or with a kickboard. I realize that new muscles are being challenged as I drift into something almost like meditation during the gentle motion in the very quiet pool. The Zen of Laps, I finally get it. I am blowing hard by the time I've completed six full laps. Progress, on many fronts, at last. How much will I pay for it tomorrow, I wonder?