So, What If You Don’t Enjoy Swimming???

DON‘T. GO. SWIMMING.

Period.

I’m A Decent Swimmer, I Just Sincerely HATE Swimming.

Always Have.

I Went Because Other People Always MADE ME GO.

But, Isn’t That How It Generally Works In Regard To A Lot Of Life?

We Didn’t Really Wanna Do It, But We Didn’t Really Have A Choice In The Matter?

Yeah.

That’s How That Works.

Well, I Went Swimming Yesterday Afternoon.

Why?

Because.

“UNCLE BRAD“

Is

“ON DUTY“

🙂

I Love Being “ON DUTY“…

…And That’s A Big FO SHO On That, My Peeps!

I Can’t Deny It, So I Won’t Even Attempt It.

So, When The Nephew Says… “Brad, You Said You’d Go!”

Brad’s Response Is… “Sure Thing, Dude. I Did. Let Me Get My Towel.”

If My Response Were Anything Else, Honestly, There Would Be Hell To Pay.

Perhaps, I Mean That Figuratively AND Literally?!

Yep.

I Think I Do.

But, Yeah, I Went Swimming.

And I Swam.

And, Today, I’m Sore, Exhausted, Sun–Burnt, And Have An Awful Headache.

BUT…

…I Did Have Fun…

…I Did Make My Nephew Happy…

…And I Did Agree To Go Swimming With Him Again Very Soon, As That’s The Only Way I Could Convince Him To Get Out Of The Freakin’ Pool!

Arrrgh!!!

YES, I Still HATE Swimming.

But, YES, I’ll Be Going Back, Next Time.

What Choice Did/Do/Will I Honestly Have???

Correct.

None. At. All.

And THAT Is FINE With ME.

😀     😉     😀

“DAMMIT.”: Again :(

Yeah.

I Had Another Of Those Moments.

Except, This One Is Of A Different Nature.

Same Result, Though.

“DAMMIT.”

Why?!

Well…

…I Decided To Go For A Walk.

It’s The First Time I’ve Attempted A Lengthy Walk-About Since My Latest Medical Scare.

It Started-Off Well Enough.

I Was Moving.

My Left Leg Was A Bit Gimpy, But It Was Functioning.

So I Pressed-On.

I Was Jamming To Some Excellent Tunage.

It’s Pretty Brisk Outside, But It Felt Wonderful To Be Out-&-About.

And THEN…

…”DAMMIT.”

The Bottom Kinda Fell Out Of The Whole Experience.

My Left Leg Gave-Out…

…AGAIN.

😦

I Damn Near Fell Flat On My Face.

Thank Jeebus I Wasn’t Around A Bundle Of People, Or I Would Have Felt A Tinge Of Embarrassment.

There Was NOTHING Funny About It.

I Was About 6-Blocks From My Home.

😦

So, I Had To Drag My Leg Back To The House.

It Was NOT Fun.

“DAMMIT.”

“DAMMIT.”

“DAMMIT.”

Granted, I Could Have Called For A Ride Back To My Place.

But, I Didn’t.

I Decided To Fight My Body And Make A Go Of It.

And I DID Make It Home.

I Was Exhausted.

Worn To A Frazzle.

But I DID Make It.

And Now, Here I Am Talking To Y’all.

“DAMMIT” I Tell You.

“DAMMIT” Indeed.

😦

Now, I’m Unsure Of What To Do.

I Have A Lot I Want To Accomplish, But Don’t Have Much Energy Left In Ye Ole Tank.

So, I Do Believe It’s Time For A Rest.

I Feel Like That’s All I’ve Been Doing, Though.

Resting Gets Pretty Frickin’ Frackin’ BORING.

I Don’t Really Get Bored That Often.

I Can Generally Find Something To Do.

I’m Pretty Resourceful.

Just Not Today.

Not. At. All.

That’s Probably Why I’m Posting This.

I Needed To Flex The Ole Chops AND Find Something Constructive To Do.

I Figure This Counts.

It Does…

…Right???

😦

“DAMMIT.”