This morning at swim practice my coach said to my teammates and I, “I don’t see a lot of discipline in this pool right now. People are having lazy turns, some lazy stroke work, and it’s not that pretty.”
Now let me clear something up for you in case you are wondering.
I did not have an arranged marriage at 8, children by 10, and now have the luxury to train for the Olympics at twenty.
I am 39 years old and I swim so I can fit into my jeans.
I’m pretty sure the average age of the twenty of us at practice is about 50.
Maybe even 55.
And it is 6:30 in the morning.
And we are jumping into cold water.
And it is 26 degrees outside.
I see plenty of freaking discipline.
We are at swim practice and we are old.
That’s discipline, my friend.
*Okay, so the cold weather was a rarity this morning but I’m still using it.