This week has been fairly typical as far as swimming weeks go. Two swims on the weekend and one on Monday evening. And though there were ginormous male egos in the fast lane for a few of those swims, (it's really a surprise there was room for anyone else in that lane!), on Monday night I had the lane to myself for 20 minutes and the entire pool to myself for a full 10. It was glorious.

I have also kept up with my 10 minutes sprinting regime. I hate it, and I love it. And I love it so much.

I tried to swim twice on Saturday, once during length swim (check!), and once with my kid (uncheck). We had forgotten that the Gardiner was closed so traffic was insane and we didn't make it to the pool before it closed. Instead we stumbled on a (free!) Daniel Lanois concert and had mojitos instead.

But mid-week, I biked to the lake with my kid. It was the longest ride we've ever done as a pair. And the view of that lake is something else. I showed him where the horizon was and we marvelled at how blue the water was, and also how transparent. Seagulls dive-bombed the surface, entertaining my kid to no end and it took everything I had not to go running into the shallows.

This week I also spotted City of Toronto trucks parked outside High Park pool, and workers standing in the deep end, readying it for summer (SOON!) The countdown to outdoor city swimming is on.

Oh, and I also learned that chips are not the best pre-swim snack, nor is homemade chocolate ice cream though you probably all know that already...