Not exactly Michael Phelps!
I've got this new pair of swimming goggles and they're great because they're prescription! Which means I can swim AND see at the same time. I'm really very short-sighted indeed, to the point of not really being functional at all without contacts (which I usually wear) or glasses, which I wear to give my eyes a rest. Swimming therefore is always a bit iffy -sometimes I go in contacts (I can't bear not being able to see) but then I can't really stick my face in, so I breast-stroke.
Anyway today I could see AND swim underwater like Patrick Duffy in The Man from Atlantis (not Joe Flanigan, people, we're talking old school here) and it was pretty good. I was very out-of-practice with my freestyle/crawl/over-arm swimming, but it was very good aerobically. It's funny, because I like to breathe on every third stroke, but then I get puffed, so end up accelerating faster and faster just to get the breaths in. Not exactly poetry in motion, more like a cryptic crossword in motion. Or, like, peanut butter in motion. Something unmotiony in motion!
Random request of the day: Could you please give me examples of whale strandings in film and literature? Clearly there's the Whale Rider, but I'm having possibly false memories of something. You know when you want to write something and you're pretty sure it must have been written before because it's so vivid? I'm having that now, like WOAH. Really, I've been reading so much for such a long time of my life, and seeing films almost as long, and my imagination is just a terrine or quiche of other people's ideas.
I hope you're all having a lovely weekend!
Anyway today I could see AND swim underwater like Patrick Duffy in The Man from Atlantis (not Joe Flanigan, people, we're talking old school here) and it was pretty good. I was very out-of-practice with my freestyle/crawl/over-arm swimming, but it was very good aerobically. It's funny, because I like to breathe on every third stroke, but then I get puffed, so end up accelerating faster and faster just to get the breaths in. Not exactly poetry in motion, more like a cryptic crossword in motion. Or, like, peanut butter in motion. Something unmotiony in motion!
Random request of the day: Could you please give me examples of whale strandings in film and literature? Clearly there's the Whale Rider, but I'm having possibly false memories of something. You know when you want to write something and you're pretty sure it must have been written before because it's so vivid? I'm having that now, like WOAH. Really, I've been reading so much for such a long time of my life, and seeing films almost as long, and my imagination is just a terrine or quiche of other people's ideas.
I hope you're all having a lovely weekend!