First time for everything. I have always wanted to do a front flip into a pool. I see the boys do it. I never muster up enough courage to try. I'm afraid I will face plant or over rotate. Yesterday, my baby girl moved all of her stuff into a moving van. I am an empty nester. I'm not sure I'm ready for that but life keeps moving forward, whether you like it or not. Sure, I'm 43, and that's not usually the age where people start trying new physical feats.
But why not? I'm in just about the best shape of my life.
I stood at the end of the diving board, took a running start, chickened out, and dove in. I stood at the end again and said to myself: You can do this. So what if you face plant? Then you know you need to tuck more. So, I went for it. I did it! So, then I did it again and again. I over rotated a couple of times and went in a little forward but it was no big deal. I felt like super woman. I could see all the young girls watching me with open mouths and smiles. I would like to hope that I inspired them to go for it, to push themselves and see what they can do. I raced my friend and won. I pulled my body up and out of the water from the diving board. All of those things took my mind off my baby girl moving out, and I ended up having such a great day.
Face your fears. Live life to the fullest.
I spent most of the day in the pool. I went to bed early because all the swimming was exhausting. I ate some meat and a tiny bit of pasta. I went home and made a wheat lavash with ham and cheese on it. I woke up at 1 am hungry and discovered a large bruise on my arm.
Totally worth it.
