Last night a friend messaged me about going for a morning swim. I contemplated it for a bit, checked with Jorden and decided to go. Then I woke up at 1am and I couldn't settle back down enough to go to sleep. I'm not sure what had me restless, because I woke up to Jorden coming to bed, not a panic attack or anything, but it was awful. Because then I was up from 1am on and I was supposed to meet her down at the lake at 645.
I knew I couldn't bail, so I went. I was sure it was going to be awful. She asked how far I wanted to swim, but I didn't want to commit to any distance. I just told her I would follow her. So I did. I was slow, but I got it done.
And best of all?!!?
I didn't panic!! Not even once!!
We ended up doing a half mile swim! It felt so good to get it done and get out of the water not feeling like I was going to die!
Part way through the swim I put my face back in the water and a fish was RIGHT there! Totally startled me and I inhaled some water, but it was all good! I think that fish was swimming away laughing to himself thinking "and she thinks she's swimming!" HA!
But there I am, post half mile swim, still alive, and best of all, STILL SMILING! Boom!
