My dermatologist gave me the thumbs up to get back to the pool. My favorite neurosurgeon who swims in the next lane over concurred. I stuck a big, waterproof, kid's BandAid over the savaged spot on my cheek and hit the water. It was cool and clean. The chlorine was just right. The sun was just peeking over the tree line. My favorite, daily lane mates were there. We swam well. I got to lead the lane for a while (pent up enthusiasm...) and I got to hang back when I felt like it. It wasn't a day of massive yardage but we got in a good, intentional hour.
While I'm not looking forward to the next bout of skin surgery (coming up soon) I did get my bad attitude realigned by a friend when I was out walking the trail yesterday. The guy was recovering from prostrate surgery. I'll take some near surface Mohs procedures any time...
I got the coolest metal box full of waterproof bandaids. It's from a company called "Welly". I like kid's bandaids because they are a lot more fun to look at than the beige stuff and they tend to stick better because they are made for the most active of demographics.
today I wore a squid bandaid. It was very popular...
Coach explaining the next set on the board.
synchronized flip turns.
hand paddles to practice stroke technique and provide more resistance.
Coffee. Swimming. Leicas. True Love. What's not to like? So happy to be all wet again...
