How Kelly got her groove back

I have noticed that I have a masochistic approach to the gym these days. I think years and years of soccer sprints and suicides have made me programmed to workout until I want to throw up just because that's how I've always done it. Anyway, I decided about a month ago that I was bored of doing the same thing in the gym. I would lift, run, want to die, stretch while regretting running, collapse, repeat. So I decided to get back into the pool and I immediately remembered why I loved swim team so much in high school. As soon as I kicked off I felt like I belonged in the water. I can't explain the feeling, but it's like I was made to swim. I played soccer for 14 years and never felt like I was too terribly good at it, or enjoyed it as much as some of my teammates. I may have developed the skill, or the legs, but I knew I never had the god-given talent of being a phenomenal soccer player. But swimming, swimming makes me feel strong and athletic- and it's easy for me. I may not be the fastest, but it feels right to be in the water. Chlorine has once again become my perfume of choice and there is a lovely display of suits hanging around the apartment. I plan on continuing to swim and get faster. Maybe join Masters and start competing again. Who knows? The world is my oyster.