Today’s top achievement was achieved before 9am even rolled around, which is quite an accomplishment for someone who is not a morning person. And the said achievement is: kicking.
I don’t mean that metaphorically, as in “kicking it old school” or “kicking the habit” or “kicking to touch”. I mean it in the literal sense of kicking.
This morning when I went swimming I ditched the pull buoy/float and slowly kicked my way up and down the pool for several laps. I have not been able to do this since I managed to spectacularly f*ck up my ankle back in late March so I’m pretty excited to tell my physio that tomorrow.
The Feathered Rose 