The rain returned to the Bay Area this week, which was a glorious relief after our alarmingly dry January. The dingy air that has hung like a dirty film over everything blew away with the storm, and the sky has been crystal clear. What isn’t crystal clear is whether we should be swimming when it… Read More Rain
On our drive down to the bulb for our swim this morning, Kim and I joked about the coming winter, the plunging water temperatures. “I can’t wait for my antidepressant to return,” I said. “I know,” she said, “I need my euphoria drug.” Many think we are crazy for loving the cold water as much… Read More Keep Swimming
I made the questionable decision to swim at the pool today. Questionable because all day I felt a gaping hole in my life having not frolicked in the open water. I felt anxious and unsettled—two feelings that melt away when I swim in the bay (or lake, or ocean, or river). In 2014, the marine… Read More Blue Mind (Day 255)
Today Eliza left on her road trip back up to Victoria for another year of University. I sat on the stoop and watched her drive away, my heart full of the complicated mixture of pride and sadness that is becoming a familiar part of parenting a young adult. I wanted to go inside and sob… Read More Crying into my Goggles (Day 241)
Today feels like it’s lasted at least a year. We woke up at 4:10 am Quebec time (1:10 CA time) and headed to the airport for a long day of travel. Hazel and I had minimal delays, but Eliza was stuck in various airports for hours upon hours (she’s still in the air as I… Read More A Very Long Day (Day 219)