My hairdresser called me last week to give me a chance to get my hair done before her vacation. I declined. I went swimming.

It has been frustrating getting in my swim time lately. I must go in much later in the morning than I used to, and that runs into other peoples’ schedules. Last week, it ran into my daughter’s schedule, so I swam for 15 minutes or so. I was able to get 500 yards in during that time. Today, my swim time ran into the pool’s schedule. I got in maybe 35 minutes of swimming. I was able to eke out a 1/2 mile.

But today I did more flip turns. I ignored my daughter’s voice in my head that told me I wasn’t doing the turn right. I figured I could work on form after I got used to doing those turns. Somewhere along the way I realized that I could hold my breath long enough to do this.

I noticed something else. There are words on the wall at the pool! I have never been able see anything on the wall, and today, thanks to my contacts, I found myself distracted by reading while I came up for a breath.

I swam my 100 IM slower than I did last time, probably because of distraction.

I plan to swim again next week before I get my hair done again. I look a hot mess.