Swimming with larks

So I went swimming today, which was pretty awesome. I’ve been thinking about going again for a while, but every time I’m in the right headspace e.g. I’ve slept properly and am not hungover, it’s usually school holidays, and I’ve got it into my head that the pools will be full of noisy families when the schools are closed. That may not be the case, but it’s a general rule I go by to only go during term time. I went to the baths closest to me (on the same road as the guitar shop I regularly frequent), which is in a very nice old building and has changing cubicles around the pool. I used to use the cubicles when I went there years go, but I wanted to have a locker this time, so I went in the communal changing/shower room. I was feeling anxious all morning before I went, as I kept thinking there’d be something that would get in my path (not literally) to stop me going and deprive me of all the floaty goodness. But nothing did, and I had a fabulous time. Well, I did have a little problem with using the locker (the first one I picked was, of course, broken), but there were some lovely old dudes in there that helped me. One guy kept advising me to use the cubicles around the pool, but they aren’t secure, so I kept having to tell him: “No, I want a locker!”, which he didn’t seem to understand. I had my house keys and a £500 smartphone on me. I want a freakin’ locker.

Swimming is my most favourite thing ever, and it always upsets me when I get out of the habit of going. Usually that’s because I get stressed with how busy the pool gets, and when there’s a person in there who thinks the pool is there just for them and keeps knocking me, but today seemed fine. What work well was doing a couple of laps, then stopping for a rest for a few minutes. Just floating there, spacing out, seemed to keep me calm so, yeah, I hope I can keep it up.

Another reason I wanted to go (other than just for enjoyment) was because I keep getting joint/ligament pains in my left shoulder. I don’t think it’s a prelude to a heart attack or anything (as far as I know), but it’s pretty nasty, so I thought swimming, which is just all round good exercise for your whole body, might save me a trip to the doctor.

In other news, The Lion King has just arrived on DVD, so that’s me set for my mini-marathon of Disney films next Thursday. Was worried it wouldn’t get here in time, but they obviously found a spare copy for me knocking about in the Amazon warehouse. Need to get some drinks in too for afterwards.

Think that’s all I have to say for today. Not much else has happened. Well, I have had a good night’s sleep the last couple of days, but I don’t want to jinx it by saying it’ll continue. I’m enjoying watching Family Guy before I turn the lights off, so I recommend watching something silly in bed to any clinically depressed folk like myself. It tends to help me end the day on a happily irreverent note.

Right, toodles!