lake nokomis open swim
The air quality was terrible this morning, but it felt okay during the swim. Very choppy and difficult to breathe on my left side. I didn’t mind; I like the choppy water and the challenge of swimming directly into the small swells. Crash! There was some chaos in the water as one swan boat pedaled right through the course. The water was filled with small particles that almost glowed. A cool visual effect. I felt strong and sore after 2 laps — mostly my back. I took a minute break then headed out again for my third lap. It would have been easy for me to stop after 2 loops — it was choppy, I was sore, I had already swam for 40 minutes — but I’m glad I did the final loop.
Found this beautiful poem on twitter this morning:
When You Learn To Swim/ Souvankham Thammavongsa
It will be different here. You can take a leap
off this ledge ten feet and never touch
ground. You can hover in what
could be air, lean back further and further a
and something that feels like faith
will lift, will hold you up. But it isn’t faith,
it’s some kind of ophysics, law, a rule of matter
put in place, set in place
as old and as constant as that sun:
that unsettled speck, that shadowless thing,
that thing to have
I decided to do nothing with the rhymes treating them as one does the unfortunately frequent appearance of crafts adults require children to fashion from pipe cleaners and plastic beads.
When is it art, when craft?
Gotta dream boy
Paint your wagon
And come along
about: reasonably close to; almost; on the verge of; on all sides; around the outside; in many different directions — here and there; near; concerning