Long day. I always forget that I wake up at 6:30 on Sundays and wonder why I'm so tired at 11pm. Perhaps I'd have more energy if it wasn't for the super disappointing Superbowl. I'm not going to go into it because the feelings are rather raw for my husband. So with respect to him, that is all I will say on the topic.
We spent the evening at my sister's house and aside from what was on television we had a good night. Earlier, before the game started we talked about competitiveness. Somewhere along in the conversation I learned that I was actually a very, very good swimmer. Super slow but had great technique. I never knew. All I knew was that I got to the highest level and there was nowhere for me to go but competition and I was into skating more at the time. I was hardly 11 when I stopped swimming and it was so long ago. So that was a new, interesting tidbit I learned about myself.
That will be how I remember today. I was a good swimmer in my childhood and I'm going to take that to bed with me.
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