Red’s Wrap is one of my favorite blogs right now. I absolutely love Jan’s take on life. She writes about aging, cochlear implants, adoption, family and more, always with a sense of humor. This particular piece on aging and identity is particularly great. Enjoy and if you like it — please check her out!
For two weeks, I have been dreading the start of Master’s Swim. I signed up again because my friend Karen had that look on her face that reminded me that doing Master’s Swim felt great, in the abstract anyway. While I was actually at Master’s Swim, it was really difficult, the longest hour I’ve spent since childbirth. The women there were mostly training for triathlons. That’s originally why Karen and I signed up a few years ago. We were actually in a triathlon.
Here’s us finishing said triathlon. We finished in a little over three hours, plenty of time for Karen to run to the bathroom 16 times and me to peddle the 1200 miles that constituted the bike portion. I was so slow on the bike that Karen kept going ahead and circling back, telling me once, “I’ll be right back. I have to go pass that old bitch…
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