It was cold this morning. Once in the water, things are fine. It’s the walk to and from the pool that really suck. And I ran in to a nurse that took care of me when I was sick – Cyndi. Most memories from that time are not super clear but the more she talked the more I remembered. She’s always happy and smiling it seems, and I remember how good that was to have around me when I was sick. After talking to her, I did some good butterfly lengths – her influence, I know it.
