Challenging the recovering body
I’m feeling a lot better since I decided to be a little freer in my spirituality, rather than adhering to Christianity.
Like a carapace has fallen away from me and I am back to my old self. Although I am still worried about my body and what it will and won’t do, if I can stretch it, or push it, or do this THING that I want to do, I’m not letting it rule my head so much.
I am finally making headway with my swimming, building up to 1750 meters with no aftereffects, it’s a long way from the 3000 meters that I used to be able to do without thinking about it, but when you consider that it wasn’t so long ago that I couldn’t do 50 meters I’m doing great. What I really want to do is head to outdoor swimming, and I have found a local, safe place to do it, which is highly monitored by staff and kyaks in the water. I have my wet suit and I’m ready to go. Except fear is still there – not least of which is will I fit into my wetsuit. Will I set myself and my recovery back a long time?
I kind of feel like I need to get on and do it and find out. I’m on holiday this week, with nothing to do except what I want to do, so going along to the evening session this week would allow me 4 days to recover if things do go bad!
Do I do it? Do I dare push myself and possibly swim free and happy, but also possibly set my recovery back?
But I want to do it, swimming in a pool is great and I am lucky to have such a cheap one so close to me, but it doesn’t compare to being outdoors.
And now I am following a more nature based path I want to be in as many elements as I can possibly get to.
We shall see….