What happened to me? Let me rephrase… what didn’t happen to me? To be fairly honest I’ve become complacent with certain aspects of my life. Which sucks because it is so easy to stay put, to rest, to eat that last slice of pie.

Today, although filled with lovely company and food, my swimming left me in the poops. First time in the water since the accident and first time swimming as well. I’ve never been a Michael Phelps, but I did defend myself in the water. But today sucked! Only 200m and I was left breathless. My arms felt like jello and my legs were noodles. Yeah it was in the beach and waves and current were variables I couldn’t control, but man o man did I suck.

I can only blame myself for the state I’m in. Although… like it says in the book of Proverbs: “Bad association spoil useful habits”. Which the last 5 years was such a trail mix of them, to which the bad ones usually suck the life out of you. To which I leave you with this piece of advice: find those who build with you, not break you like a blood sucking leech.

– J

PS: Attached is what a potato looks like swimming.