
I got to the Y and started swimming. I had four conversations in my first two miles and looked at the clock. I still had time to put in another half a mile. Time was moving slow. It was great!
I started my Thursday class and time not only went slow, I think it went backwards. I have three different clocks to look at when I'm in the water and I swear none of them were moving!
I thank God for what I was able to accomplish this morning. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't that time was moving slow, but that I was actually moving fast!
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