I think I ate badly yesterday, and it all caught up with me somewhere around midnight last night, and sleep was not to be had. I ended up watching a four hour documentary about Bob Dylan called "No Direction Home" that was put together by Martin Scorcese. I have to say that every time I see footage from the concert in the Manchester Free Trade Hall where someone calls Bob "Judas" because he is using an electric guitar as opposed to an acoustic, I get pretty excited. I love it that he immediately says "I don't believe you" then turns to his band and says "play louder". I just love Bob Dylan. I can't even stop myself. I don't care how old he is or that his voice sounds like gravel and cigarettes, I just love Bob Dylan. Also, Joan Baez, who features prominently in the documentary, gets on my nerves. Though, to her credit, I can see why Bob Dylan gets on her nerves.
ANYWAY, this morning, I mostly ate a healthy breakfast and needlepointed while watching CBS Sunday Morning. In the afternoon, I headed into swim late, and got in around 1000 meters before swimming my T-30. The fact that swam a timed 30 minutes just a month-ish after swimming the last one makes me think that these might be a monthly thing. It also makes me think that my swim times will probably just decline over the next several months, and I will have documentation.
Overall, however, got in a nice mostly continuously swim 2500 meters. It felt great. I had a healthy salad at the Local Taco post swim, and it was great night. Swim again tomorrow!!
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