In the spirit of taking myself in hand, I decided to go for a swim today. Swimming is not easy for me. A bilateral mastectomy, extensive surgery on my legs and years of "comfort" eating have all taken their toll on my body but years ago swimming was always my favourite sporty activity. I was never very good at it so the pleasure never came from delighting in my prowess and nothing has changed, except that I'm much, much worse now.
Maybe that it is an advantage. I was never any good at it so I don't need to waste time bemoaning the fact that I'm still rubbish at it. How's that for a bit of positive thinking?!