Thursday swims

My best buddy and I did a triathlon a few months ago.

Prior to that, I could barely swim a single lap without gasping for air.

Since then, he and I have swam every Thursday morning at our local center.

It’s been a slow progression, but each week I find myself swimming more and more laps without having to stop for a break.

With practice, we have no choice but to get better at something. We inevitably begin to flow and figure shit out.

If I keep swimming, I’ll get better. If I stop, I won’t.