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Epic Natation

01 Friday Feb 2019

Posted by David in Exercise/ Fitness, Fantasy, Uncategorized

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NSFW Some Sexual Fantasy

The National Oversight Committee For Use Of Archaic Synonyms has authorized my use of the word natation, a synonym for swimming. 31 January was the last day of January, my birthday month. I turned 68 on 21 January. So I thought 68 laps, 3400 meters, over 2 miles would be apropos.

I hadn’t really planned on the swim. As a matter of fact, I came within a few minutes of just blowing the workout off. But I put on Crocs over my warm merino ragg socks,donned my warm wool sweater and down jacket and off I went.

The polar vortex has discouraged the timid among the swimmers. So I had a lane to myself, a real treat when the Middle School-age swim team is practicing. I began the swim, just expecting to crank out a mile or so. When I finished the mile, I said to myself, “Do the 3400 meter swim you have been planning on completing.” I kept going. 2500 meters marked my usual finish. “I’ve got this,” I thought and pressed on. It took me 85 min: 29 sec. I have swum 3250 meters at a faster pace before. But that was over a year ago . I had not done a two mile swim since January, 2018.

My fantasy world opens up as I swim. I imagine myself as a submissive to a Mistress who appreciates my ardor in the pool, who views my sport as training to better pleasure her. She knows the endorphins serve to give me the natural high that sexual play only intensifies. As I swim, I can almost taste her cunt juices. I long to bury my tongue in her cleft, to probe the dusky realm of her anus.

When I finished tonight, and dressed again, I wore my heavy wool sweater with no tee shirt beneath it. I felt the scratchy wool on my skin, especially my nipples. Alas, there is no Mistress, no partner in the amatory arts.

I did fix a dinner. And fancied a partner eager to play.

A Minor Recovery

11 Thursday Oct 2018

Posted by David in alcoholism, recovery

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Hanging around the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous for over twenty four years, I’ve learned that we can and do have setbacks (not relapses, when we go back “out” and drink) but setbacks where we lose momentum in maintaining our spiritual connectedness. Or sometimes we get out of the habits that make sobriety a rich and welcome experience.

I had gotten out of the habit of regularly working out. I have some issues with my left shoulder; when I swim, my overhead freestyle stroke hurts. The muscles seemed tight. The stroke felt totally awkward. I stopped at 150 meters. I decided to tread water, using my arms as much as I could, moving, rotating, stretching, putting in an hour of treading. Right now, nearly six hours later, I feel the soreness and pain near where the scapula meets the spine. I will go again tomorrow.

Back to rebuilding, grateful for all I have sustained, I begin another intensive approach to emotional and spiritual recovery. Life is good. Sobriety is good, for with it comes a clear head and a forgiving heart.

If I have learned anything lately, it is to let go of feelings of animosity towards those with whom I disagree, the more strident the angry words and feelings, the more urgent the need to completely let go.

I am not the person I was when I started this blog. I have changed the title three times, from The Celibate Pervert, to Celibate Or Chaste?, to Dispatches From Dystopia. I think we do live in a dystopia, the source of which isn’t political; rather it is our quest for the ideal culture, of perfection that ignores the baseness of the human creature. We can’t ignore the greed, the anger, the lust. the pride.

Maybe we just don’t have all the answers. And never will.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your…philosophy.- Shakespeare, Hamlet. (1:5 167-8)

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