Back in the Water

I love to swim. I'm certain I've mentioned this before; about the water and about how quiet and calm it is under the water.  Life has been hectic for various reasons the past month and I haven't been on my regular pool schedule.  Despite still having a lingering cold, I bucked up this morning and went for a swim workout.  Just moments after I was feeling a bit lonely for swimming alone today, not with one of my favorite swim friends, a gift appeared:  a completely empty pool.  I stood stunned, looking around to see what must be wrong.  The South Boulder Rec Center pool is NEVER empty on a Sunday.  Now, I had slept in inordinately late so got to the pool about 10:45am, later than usual.  Yet the schedule said that Scuba class should be happening so there would only be two lanes open for lap swim.  Not so.

The pool was like glass, all 6 lanes totally clear and pristine.  2 lifeguards chatting away. The loneliness of not having LS or LH there to chat and swim evaporated and I climbed into the cool water.  I find this connection in the water.  A quiet connection.  While I love being social and am a true extrovert, I also love connecting through silence. For 45 minutes it was me and the pool.  Me and the quiet.  Me and my love and appreciation for the beautiful people in my life, who make life.  Me and my gratitude for the amazing life I lead.  Me and the cool water.  Me and the ease of propelling through space and time with seemingly no resistance.  An incredibly rejuvenating way to spend the morning.

While I didn't have LS and LH with me today, I did have them with me in spirit.  Thanks to you both for your friendship and who you are in the world;  you make a difference just by being who you are, and you are needed.  And, thanks for the great swim this morning.

M