The theme of my life in 2012 is all about going back to what I originally loved to do. I got my art groove after 5 years of creative drought. Although a bit erratic, I started playing tennis again after two decades. Then now, I got full gear for another sport I have not touched in 20 years — swimming.
Life in high school meant swimming between 8-10am then tennis at 1pm. 40 laps in a 25-meter pool. I stopped because of vanity. My hair was horribly damaged. Yes, I stopped swimming due to hair issues. It was so dry that for years my friends thought my hair was naturally frizzy. Because brittle hair is very difficult to deal with (and look at), I wore my hair in public only one way: tied in a tight ponytail. No amount of weekly salon treatments could speed up the process. I simply had to grow it out completely (and my hair was very long!) No one ever saw my hair down until way after college.
For the same reason I stopped is the same reason I’m getting back 
Oh, and another important motivation to go back: to share a sport with the hubby and encourage him to like swimming
Hope everyone’s got good vibes and sunny skies around — happy weekend people!
Congratulations. Life seems to move in cycles, doesn’t it?
I, too, was a swimmer all through my youth. I was able to swim in rivers and in the Atlantic Ocean quite a bit as a child. That didn’t bother my hair. Then I had nothing but chlorinated pools and it made it frizzy and brittle. I got alot of comments about my “ratty hair.” I eventually grew tired of the sport and haven’t swam in a decade.
Thanks for the support! WOW. I tried swimming in open seas but could not tell if I was moving and making progress or not. LOL! That’s very impressive
Finally jumped in the pool today and was amazed how, even after two decades, I still knew exactly what to do. And out of sheer paranoia, I soaked my head in conditioner right after, something I wasn’t diligent about as a kid. I did forget one VERY important aspect of swimming: the monstrous appetite that ensues when you step out of the pool :s
Inspirational post – it’s wonderful to pick up things you’ve left for [quite] a while, and fall in love with them all over again. I started serious regular walking again at the beginnng of 2012, very early in the morning before work, to save my sanity, and unless it’s pouring rain, I can’t stay home. I ask myself who is this woman? The me I used to know couldn’t get out of bed! I’m looking around to rediscover other lost things – I guess blogging is one in a way, although I was only ever a sporadic writer
What a great commitment to change
Thanks for the awesome insight! I, too, can be inconsistent and am a sporadic athlete myself. I seem to go only on two modes: stop or go. I can’t seem to find middle ground 
( It’s either I’m all out sporty, or a full-time couch potato. Oh, and don’t worry about blogging. I went through several blog sites myself until I settled on this one years after 