I made it back to the pool for laps this morning. I haven’t swam since the triathlon in August and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s the hassle of getting wet, of jumping into a cold pool, of smelling like chlorine. Maybe it’s because swimming laps is Hard. But once I’m in the water I’m in a happy place. There’s no music underwater, nobody talking, no cars passing. It’s just me and if I’m lucky just a couple other brave souls swimming back and forth. The pool was crowded this morning, but I didn’t mind. Since it was my first time back I prefer other bodies nearby in case I go under. Which is ridiculous, because I can touch the bottom, but still, there’s always that thought. I didn’t do the full workout I wanted to do, but I feel I did enough for my first time back. I hope to get back there in the next couple of days to get through another training session. It’s triathlon season, folks, here goes!