Almost Believing This One’s Not Pretend.

Let’s go on dreaming before we know we are so close…so close, but still so far.

Once upon a time, I wrote about my frustrations with swimming.  I hated getting in the water because I felt so out of place–at those the pool knew that I was no good and was trying to spit me out of it.   Now, I’m at a championship meet.  Look at how far I’ve come.  How is this not a figment of my imagination?

I’m sitting in the hotel after the prelims of the second day of championships (the Army guys team into the area I was when I was writing this yesterday…perfect).   It was not long ago at all that I jumped in the pool for the first time in a year and struggled through the yardage.  I couldn’t even fit into my old suits…and those things stretch.  Now, I’m wearing a FSII and racing in a championship meet.  Granted, my times are nothing standout in the scheme of this meet (in fact, I’m close to placing last in everything that it’s a little pathetic), but I’m close to hitting my times from high school.  All of this after being out of the water for a year and a half with a muscle-impairing disease.  Who would have ever thought this could happen?

Rock Me Mama Any Way You Feel

There’s this little Facebook trend (or, whatever you’d rather call it) circulating that has to do with writing 25 things/facts about yourself.  It’s really just a chain whatever (kind of like a survey) but it’s non-traditional.  I think more people are doing this and writing about themselves because it’s a different/freer way to fill out a survey and I think that people just like writing about themselves.  I kind of like the idea of it, but then again I also like writing about myself (clearly).  It’s each person’s way of defining parts of themselves and their own idiosyncracies in their own words and I like to see what they have to say.  I mean, you are supposed to know yourself best, right?  Well…I’m morally averse to writing “notes” on Facebook (couldn’t tell you why–just the way it is), so I figured I’d do it here.  Here are the rules, as cut and pasted–

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.

There will be no tagging of any sorts, but just stay with me.