After months of searching for a swimming pool (I’ve been searching for one which will teach for older folks; most of them had camps for kids), I found one near my house. It is a club and comes with few other facilities as well, but until I learn swimming properly, I will be using only the swimming pool. It is a great feeling to have put down the fear of drowning and be in water. Yet there is so much to do before I could claim that I can swim well.

I return from swim and then I’m on the treadmill. I missed being on it. Right now, I don’t want to take it too much on myself. I’m doing just 6 kms/hr but with a first degree inclination. It is also one way of venting my frustration.

So far it is going good.