Saturday, June 21, 2014


Some people like a forest to unwind in, with nothing but the sound of the wind and the songs of birds to break the silence. Others prefer to get into a car and drive away from their problems with the breeze blowing in the window and clearing their heads. Still others enjoy losing themselves in a good book. Or walking on a long beach with their feet in the water. I can also recommend taking a pottery class - slamming clay around is a fine stress reliever. At one time or another in my life, I have enjoyed all those ways to unwind, and been grateful for them.

Right now, this is my refuge. When I have answered all the builder's questions I can answer, listened to all the hammering I can stand, and reached my limit for construction dust, I grab my swim bag and go down to the pool to swim laps.

When I'm swimming laps, I'm alone. All alone. Even if I'm sharing a lane, I'm alone in the sound of the warm water rushing past my ears, the sound of my breathing, and the blissful solitariness of the lap swimmer. I don't have to interact as I would if I did water aerobics or aquaZumba. Instead, I can just settle into my own rhythm, moving precisely, parting the water softly.

No one asks me a more demanding question than "Mind if I share the lane?" and I can just chill out, not even counting strokes, or lengths. I make the turns automatically and push off for another lap without thinking.

Maybe that's the secret: I'm not thinking. I'm just letting the world and my concerns slide by like the water slides by my body. I'll be dry and back in the fray soon enough.


Anonymous jann said...

Aaah, refuge.

Saturday, June 21, 2014  
Blogger Greg said...

Good energy.

Monday, June 23, 2014  
Blogger Hungry Dog said...

Yet another reason why I like you! I've been a swimmer forever and can't imagine ever giving it up.

Monday, June 23, 2014  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Jann, you said it!

Greg, it really does help.

Hungry Dog, sometimes I feel like we were twins separated at birth. :-)

Monday, June 23, 2014  
Blogger nancy namaste said...

Lucky you to have a pool you can swim in. The one nearest me in the Mission is not very clean and is always packed. So I stay away but when I was living in the tropics, I loved to swim.

Monday, June 23, 2014  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Nancy, yes, we are indeed fortunate as this one is just three blocks from home and it's a delight of warm, salt water. Not always as clean as we enjoyed in the Navy but a luxury nonetheless.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014  

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