It needed a heart attack to finally bring me to move my lazy ass, which is the good that comes with the bad. Rehab sports, walking, swimming. This week though, I hadn’t been walking at all. At least there was the rehab sports on Thursday and there would be swimming on Sunday, which has become a regular task now. But I felt it wasn’t enough and so S and I talked about going for a swim on Saturday, too. “You could pick me up at home and we walk to the pool and after that I walk back home”.
Walking to S’s house is about 2 km (about 1.2 miles). That means 4 km walking before 1 hour of swimming. I wasn’t sure if I was able to do that, but I wanted to try. Also… on the way to her house, which takes about 30 minutes, I could continue listening to my audio book ;-).
On the way I saw this BEAUTIFUL tree!
I was surprised that I could swim even more than 1 hour! That was pretty cool! I’m seriously making progress.