I would have given it up at 1,200 yards but the 'who is the boss of me?' convo took 200 yards to settle. Then I got to thinking about swim coaches. I've never had a swim coach. As a matter of fact, now that I think of it, I've never had any kind of coach at all. Ever.
I had gym teachers but never a coach. hmmmm...
Anyway, my hand turned out to be fine. It's actually healing nicely and, I think, quickly. I'm still keeping it covered and covered with antiseptic gel and will until it's 100%. I like that hand and want to keep it functioning, thank you!
My ear is unclogging and will be fine by lunch... until I get back in the pool. It, too, will get better with time, I'm sure.
This little boy was in my Instagram feed this morning. I do not know him or his family and have no idea why I ever added them to my feed but this little video, today, grabbed me. I love it so much. I could watch it a million times.
I have no special plans for today. Just the usual. I might venture out for lunch and leg stretching maybe. I, once again, wallow in all of the opportunities I have and the freedom to take advantage of all or none.