Swimming

I swam today.

I love the rhythm that comes with the laps. One, two, three, breathe. One, two, three, breathe. So peaceful. As a child, my mom started me swimming at age 5. Competitively, and I kept swimming until I was 20, and trying to navigate my sophomore year of college.

Now, twelve years later, and many, many pounds heavier I'm trying to find my pace again.

I wish I could find some of that peace on land.