Swimming at night, Exercise Resistance & Commitment

Stand of trees dressed for Autumn

November arrives and we lose an hour somewhere.

What’s it like to swim in the dark?  In an outdoor pool?  In cool weather?  Amidst floodlights?  Alone? Imagining  writers using the setting for thriller mysteries?

Chase the creepy imaginings away, feel the warm water like silk over your skin, and it’s wonderful.  The sense of accomplishment and the hot tub, aahhh,  rewards.

My swimming hole is a twenty-five minutes away, not because of the distance, but because the road winds through picturesque small acreages, ending on a spit jutting out between two ocean bays.  During the slow twilight drive amidst trees of blended gold, red and green, a pervasive peace pushes time pressures aside.

No, that's not me. The guy wasn't there either.

Back home, when swim day arrives again, self-talk is required. So lovely, why would I resist? Time pressures, yes, but memories can hitch on the negative. The wet walk from the locker shower, shivering  through the open area, feeling the cool autumn breeze adding a chill.  I switch the memory to the positive … like after the first half lap when I feel warmth again … and back to the pool, I go.  Maybe.

Readers, do you have an exercise program? Does it improve your lives?  Mood?  Health?  Is it difficult to stick to the plan? Please share your experience in a comment.

Not related to the topic, if you would like  wee Celtic music break, enjoy the video.  Have a great week, my blog friends.

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