The Challenge Continues :p
Got up and cleaned the car out with my mom, I finally had room for all the stuff in the trunk since I cleaned out my closet yesterday. I didn't even think about the fact that the timing was perfect for cleaning my closet out, since we were cleaning the car today. I love when things work out like that.
I got in the pool with Kate and Rachel; I'm virtually over my fear of being underwater now. The only issue now seems to be actually moving. I can push off from the side of the pool and start off just fine, but my acceleration quickly slows to the point that I'm barely going anywhere. And here I was, thinking that my only real challenge would be getting over my fear. Like the end of Dead Space 2, where I spent a grueling couple of hours getting through this marathon-esque stretch where I was left with six shots of ammo and barely any health, only to shortly after be thrown to the final boss, it seems as if it's not over yet.
We watched the last four eps of Gurren Lagann after getting in the pool, and it was oddly appropriate. We kept joking about how a drill rotating continuously and barely getting anywhere, yet still moving forward was just as comparable to my swimming as it is to the main characters' progress (I'd explain the drill part in more detail, but I don't want to spoil anything for people that haven't seen it). Despite joking around, I found it to be oddly inspiring lol.
Our friend Erika invited us over and made me close my eyes to walk into her kitchen, when I opened them I saw that she had made a Soul Eater cake :D She made a Marzipan skull for the top, and marzipan versions of the main weapons and meisters' souls surrounding the cake. It was raspberry-filled and very tasty, everyone enjoyed it thoroughly. I need to upload a pic from my phone.
This morning I woke up realizing that I had dreamed of swimming again, but instead of just swimming in general swimming faster and better than I had the previous day. I smiled, thinking: 'Oh, so THAT'S how it is.' No dreams of flying yet. I guess that there's a time and place for everything. One step at a time and all that wonderful bullshit.
Still I feel a sense of deep satisfaction, as if I've FINALLY done something really good for myself. I've wanted to get over my fear of the water for my entire life, and I've accomplished it. Normally when I do something, I barely feel anything but a sense of 'Okay that's nice, NOW what are you going to do since that's done?" and I realized that true satisfaction is such a bizarre sensation for me that I hardly even recognized what it felt like. I hope this means that I'm getting closer to totally overcoming my issues with not just being content with my life, but actually happy.
We shall see.
I got in the pool with Kate and Rachel; I'm virtually over my fear of being underwater now. The only issue now seems to be actually moving. I can push off from the side of the pool and start off just fine, but my acceleration quickly slows to the point that I'm barely going anywhere. And here I was, thinking that my only real challenge would be getting over my fear. Like the end of Dead Space 2, where I spent a grueling couple of hours getting through this marathon-esque stretch where I was left with six shots of ammo and barely any health, only to shortly after be thrown to the final boss, it seems as if it's not over yet.
We watched the last four eps of Gurren Lagann after getting in the pool, and it was oddly appropriate. We kept joking about how a drill rotating continuously and barely getting anywhere, yet still moving forward was just as comparable to my swimming as it is to the main characters' progress (I'd explain the drill part in more detail, but I don't want to spoil anything for people that haven't seen it). Despite joking around, I found it to be oddly inspiring lol.
Our friend Erika invited us over and made me close my eyes to walk into her kitchen, when I opened them I saw that she had made a Soul Eater cake :D She made a Marzipan skull for the top, and marzipan versions of the main weapons and meisters' souls surrounding the cake. It was raspberry-filled and very tasty, everyone enjoyed it thoroughly. I need to upload a pic from my phone.
This morning I woke up realizing that I had dreamed of swimming again, but instead of just swimming in general swimming faster and better than I had the previous day. I smiled, thinking: 'Oh, so THAT'S how it is.' No dreams of flying yet. I guess that there's a time and place for everything. One step at a time and all that wonderful bullshit.
Still I feel a sense of deep satisfaction, as if I've FINALLY done something really good for myself. I've wanted to get over my fear of the water for my entire life, and I've accomplished it. Normally when I do something, I barely feel anything but a sense of 'Okay that's nice, NOW what are you going to do since that's done?" and I realized that true satisfaction is such a bizarre sensation for me that I hardly even recognized what it felt like. I hope this means that I'm getting closer to totally overcoming my issues with not just being content with my life, but actually happy.
We shall see.