I spent the whole weekend at the pool.
And when I say the whole weekend, I'm not exagerating. I really did spend the entire weekend in a humid (note to self: pony tail all the way next time) and crowded YMCA. I spent 6 hours timing on Sat. and three on Sunday. My feet were prune-shriveled in their Teva's, my shorts splashed wet, and my nervous system a little stressed by pushing that stopwatch with the buzzer heat after heat.
But...
...watching my baby train, discipline, determine, strive, overcome fear, and succeed at something she desperately loves? So worth it. I'm proud of her, and she inspires me. (Understatement of the year.)
I'm catching up a little bit today. Um, it's December now? There's no Advent calendar up yet. I haven't purchased one Christmas present. No decorations or tree either. Looks like I have my work cut out for me this week. It's good. Keeping busy with such happy tasks will be good.
It's Monday. Breathe in. Breathe out. Here we go!