People often ask me if I still swim. Until recently, my answer was the same, “I swam through both pregnancies, but with two young boys, I don’t have time. Although I’d love to get back in the water at some point.”  That time is now.

Several weeks ago, a good friend of mine in Annapolis asked me to swim with her. She has never been a swimmer and decided at age 35 to do a triathlon. (GOOD FOR HER - I’m so impressed!) I hesitated. But she was persistent. THANK GOODNESS SHE WAS. After my alumni race at Notre Dame last month, I snagged an ND swim cap (thanks Coach!) and texted my girlfriend the morning I left South Bend: “When are we swimming?” The boys are both in school; the “I don’t have time” excuse is no longer valid. 

So I am back in the pool. And I love it. I knew I did - I just forgot how much. I still don’t love the cold water, but it is exhilarating to dive in and feel that rush. I even hit my hand on the lane line (that hurts!) and smiled to myself as I continued swimming…how many times did I do that? I had forgotten and was glad to be back in the pool to remember. There are parts of your life that never go away, and parts of my life that only come alive when I am in the water.

Thanks, Jenn!!!!!