Swimming laps. I miss it. Since February of 2020, my toes have not touched a pool. When COVID-19 hit, all public gym activities ceased for me. I am about a month away from being able to head back…just need that final shot.
Shimmering water under the lights.
Lanes clearly marked. Flags draped across.
A quiet calm fills the air. Ripples form as I step in.
A refreshing chill travels up my legs. The water envelops me.
I dunk my head and silence takes over.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Voices in my mind drown as I start to swim.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
My shoulders and back loosen up.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Stress melts away as I relax.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Calmness floats over me.
Touch, Flip, Switch Stroke.
Concentration returns to my form.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Arms propel me through the water.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Legs and feet work together, pushing me further.
Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.
Multi-color flags warn me of the upcoming wall.
Stroke, Stroke, Touch.
The cycle begins again.
April 25, 2021~DRM~
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