Splash!

I did it! I conquered my queasiness about swimming by myself, and trotted to the hotel pool (illustrated here). After a long day of client meetings, I was beat. Body time was 7:30 p.m., and I could have blown off anything, but I went anyway.

Was only in the pool for a little less than half an hour. It was as warm as a bath, and had lots of leaves and other plant bits. (You can see in the pic that it’s surrounded by trees!

Anyway, did lengths on my back, working on my kick, and in skate position, working on my body position. Tried some front crawl, but I do twist my whole body to get a breath, so I need to work on that.

My only companion was an old guy—whoops, he was about my age!—in an orange watch cap and old fleece shorts. He swam in the shorts. Eww.

I got back to the room, and changed to run—and realized I’d forgotten my running things. Maybe just as well. Is my knee ready? We’ll see tonight. Yes, I’ve resolved that when I get home from the airport, I’m going to run the half-mile to Broadview Avenue, and then the half-mile back. I can’t wait.

(Written in the LAX Admirals Club. I’m coming home!)