I went swimming as usual. What a difference swimming makes. I did 2500 meters. My distance for the week 10/9-15 is 12,100 meters or 7.5 miles.

The frustration and self-pity go away. Plus the much-sought after “aerobic” or endorphin high kicks in. Sweet.

The H.A.L.T. factor, I wrote about yesterday is making itself felt. I don’t feel out of sorts right now, in contrast to the drama of earlier today. Right now I’m not interested in eating through my feelings. Big victory.

Life is good.