men at sea

today is a day of triumph

sort of

Originally posted by living-the-ca-life

Today, I got back in the pool for the first time since late January.

Man, did it feel good.

I know you guys probably couldn’t give less shits, but I’m stoked, so I had to share.

It started with the flu, which evolved into bronchitis, which developed into a nasty case of pleurisy. 

Guys, it knocked me on my ass.

So, today, being in the water, that’s something to celebrate.

It’s something to celebrate, and it’s also incredibly frustrating. I’m slow as fuck. My lungs are tired. My catch needs work. My abs are gonna be sore. 

Race season is coming, and I have lost my only edge.

Ah, well. There’s next year. 

I’m freaking exhausted, but in the very best way.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.