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I just got home from swim training. Yesterday was a killer day, having swam from 2pm (in the not so high sun of the October day) to 6pm in the evening. 4 hours of swimming, although in a very relaxed or should I say controlled pace. I never thought this exercise of mine would do wonders for my endurance but low and behold, I just swam around 80 laps today. And talk about feeling sexy by the day... Although looking sexy is something I'm really working on. HARD.

Been spending a lot of time lately with this teammate of mine who's got me going into a tailspin. She makes me feel oh so nice, warm and fuzzy inside. We're just enjoying our time, and I am really thankful that she's taking the person that I am in stride. However, I am wondering if I could really court her for 2 years... Perhaps that's something I should see for myself. But I always do like a challenge. And I've already done that, so I shouldn't be worried... Too much... Right?

Anyway, I've been thinking of starting a new blog that's really just for the swim trainig. I've been itching to do this, but right now I'm too preoccupied with the upcoming exams, and the projects that need to be finished by next week. Oh, and of course the person that I really really like -- let's not forget about that. However, I'm still gauging whether I could keep that up.

Maybe that remains to be seen... But with or without a separate blog, I shall blog, swim, and live away in this so called life of mine... Well, that still remains to be seen.

Chill...

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