Today felt like a repetition of the recent days — but with purpose.
I’m trying to get everything just right: the breathing, the stroke, the kick, the rhythm. It’s not there yet, but every attempt brings more awareness. I kept my strength, stayed patient, and focused on finding that smooth, effortless glide I’ve been chasing.
It’s not flashy progress, but it’s honest work. And that’s how real skill is built.