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Swimming - Like riding a bike

Tonight I am more tired than I possibly have ever been. And it's a strange tiredness. It's not muscle soreness tiredness. It's just full run down can barely stay awake will fall over when standing up relaxed tiredness. But it feels great. It feels like success. Like I'm getting somewhere. That or I'm just delusional and really tired.

Swimming was good tonight. Breathing is easier and less paniced as is my stroke. I spend less time thinking about breathing as if that's normal and more on perfecting my glide and reach. High elbow. Always high elbows.

It just goes to show that we don't always need to do something new. You don't always need to see improvements or push yourself so far that you end up hating whatever it is you are doing. Tonight was just that. Hard work, consistency and going the same thing over and over made the difference over the last few weeks. Like riding a bike when you're five. You just keep going and going and going. Rarely getting demotivated because you are five and don't know what demotivation is. But then one day after lots and lots of cycling around the same route, losing your balance countless time and falling and falling and falling, you suddenly get it. You can ride a bike. And it feels great. And once you learn to ride a bike you really never forget.

So today was a good day. Nothing different. Just hard work and consistency and working through the tough times because I know what not being motivated feels like. Being able to beat it, not give up and actually start to see results is motivation enough. 

Looking forward to swimming tomorrow. A sentence I never ever thought I would ever say.

Now back to being wholely tired.

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