Accounting for the day.
By Fiacre Banks
@xFiacre (15487)
Ireland
October 6, 2026 5:16pm CST
A long time ago swimming lifted me right out of a fearful depression. Then it fixed my back, and now I’ve returned to it.
I’ve spoken here about getting what they call “Grumpy old man membership” of the public pool that gets me a swim with all the other grumpy old men in Larne from 8.30 - 9.45 each morning. It’s for grumpy old ladies too.
I don’t like the pool and I find the pool guards grumpy even though the grumpiest among them can’t be aged any more than 21. But the actual swim is working out well and afterwards I climb out of the pool, wet and well-exercised.
The pool sits on the shore, right where I park the car for my shore walk along the wide promenade and up onto the coast road, so the brisk half hour swim gets followed by the brisk half hour walk.
And today the writers group I was thinking of joining met in the town library so I went to spy on them to see what they were like - not a weirdo among them so I’m not going to join.
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@Fleura (36168)
• United Kingdom
7 Oct
That sounds like a good start to the day. Better than just crawling to the computer and drinking coffee (which is what I did this morning). We really should go swimming more often, but we rarely do when we're at home. Somehow none of us find the local indoor pools appealing or inspiring, and of course the outdoor pool is closed by now. In contrast when we go to Wales we go to the local pool regularly, I really don't know why we all love that pool so much!
