Yesterday afternoon, I swam 19 laps in 45 minutes. Twenty-three laps in that pool equal a mile. The really fun part is that the swim stroke I chose for 18 of them was the Australian crawl, only one was the breast stroke.
A year ago, I couldn't finish one stretch of a lap with the Australian crawl. Two years ago, I couldn't do a whole lap with the breast stroke without stopping between stretches.
Yesterday, most of my laps were non-stop. They were slow, but steady. Towards the end, I sped up and had a take a few rests between laps, but the rests weren't long.
And I'm remembering to praise God for the ability and a place to swim.
He is merciful and gracious,
My kind Deliverer.