So, I’m getting old … er, older.
I mean, I know this to be true because my drivers license tells me when I was born and my phone tells me what the date is today.
And simple math tells me that, even though my heart is the heart of an eighteen year old, my heart is also closing in on being the heart of a sixty year old.
But, so what?
Ha, well you might ask that. But the deal is this, I’m getting older, but I can’t seem to slow down.
This point was driven home to me when I was encouraged to take up swimming as a softer form of exercise.
Yeah, no, it wasn’t that someone thought I needed to go easier on myself that made me think that I can’t slow down, it was actually getting into the pool and taking that advice that brought it home to me.
Apparently, I can’t seem to not go at it like a mad man. I mean, my form in the water isn’t great, but I hit it hard and I just go.
Ah … but why?
It took me some time to figure it out, but it seems that, like everything else I do, I don’t do half measures.
My form is improving with some tutelage (meaning I can now swim four lengths and only take in a moderate amount of water when I breathe), but I still can’t seem to slow down.
Cough and sputter …
The truth is that, as someone with the hyperactive form of ADHD, I have to do almost everything fast. So I wear myself out almost as soon as I hit the water.
Others swim a kilometer or so in an hour, But I spend a lot of that hour breathing hard at the end of the pool.
But you …
Yes, I have some lung damage to contend with. I’m not denying that.
But just as an example, there is someone who swims with me and walks with me and that someone has trouble keeping up with me on the track or the trail, and I cannot keep up with her in the pool.
Now in truth …
… I am slowing down. I’m forcing myself to. I want to be able to do lengths, even though apparently what I do is also a form of exercise referred to as interval training.
But I want to exercise in a manner that will be good for me for the next two or three decades.
So like everything else in life …
In order to be able to use swimming as that form of exercise, I’m going to have to battle my ADHD.
I’m going to have to slow down.
But I’m going to win.
I almost always do.