My mother took me to the gym with her. She goes there to swim. I thought I would do simply five laps, since I had not swam for about three years. That time was only a few nights, and that had been after not swimming for perhaps three years as well. I did the laps at my top speed. Stupid, yes… but I lack patience on such things. Well, my inner right thigh is a bit annoying and since I rarely work out my arms compared to my legs… well, they feel tired. I bet they will be aching by tomorrow.
I recieved a headache and a huge bout of nausia due to the chlorine. I doubt I’ll be going back any time soon. Swimming just is not fun for me anymore. Back before, I swam like a fish my mother tells me. I believe her. I loved swimming back then. Funny thing is… all of that stopped after I started my depression. Ever since then… even now… Swimming just does not appeal to me.
Oh, well.