Jumping Into The Pool

I despise swimming.  It takes a 90 degree pool and a 110 degree day for me to even consider going into a pool, after which I look around and think, Hm, I’m in a pool.  Now what?

Given that, I decided that swimming would be the best possible exercise for me because I hate it so much.  If I could conquer swimming, I could conquer the universe!

I joined the Y, but cancelled the membership after three months because the parking lot was terrible.  It’s hard to maintain your ferocity when you’re driving in circles, looking for a place to park your minivan for an hour.

(Note: In general, I’m not a car person.  And on most days, I love my minivan for it’s roomy practicality and such.  But every now and then it just takes it out of you.)

So I never did become a swimmer.  And I never did get to practice jumping into that thing that I hate, and learning, almost instantly, that’s it’s not as bad as I expected.

Procrastination is about transitions.  You don’t stop to research window treatments when your work or cooking or parenting is humming along.  It’s in between the projects.  It’s in that what should we make for dinner? time.  That, how should I start this outline? time.

Right now Facebook is down, and that is a gift.  Clicking into Facebook is the freelancers equivalent of a two-hour lunch or wandering around to visit your friends in their cubicles.

Not so much with Twitter. Twitter, for me, is still that party where I only know a couple of people but they all know everyone, and I’m more inclined to drink half a Diet Coke and go home.

Half a Diet Coke and done.  Not a bad idea at all.  Right now.

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4 Responses to Jumping Into The Pool

  1. OpinionsToGo March 26, 2012 at 4:26 pm #

    I love your post…so relatable!

    • Chara March 26, 2012 at 8:19 pm #


  2. Erin | The Other Side of the Road March 26, 2012 at 5:03 pm #

    Oh, jeez. The Hollywood Y? You are right. Circling in a car trying to park to exercise? Too many excuses…

    • Chara March 26, 2012 at 8:20 pm #

      Not the Hollywood Y, another one. But I used to belong to the Hollywood Y years ago and, your right, the parking is awful. I think you even have to pay for it if I remember correctly.

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