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December 22, 2001
The trip is only a few days old and I already miss my routine. Not the work, writing, proofing and (sometimes) drudgery of it all. But waking before dawn, rushing off to the pool and jumping in. The three mile swim with friends and rewarding myself with coffee (mixed with honey, please).

I actually miss the pool.

My body feels a new creakiness. I’m not as limber. I’m not sore either, but that’s because my body isn’t being stressed. That is, all but the huge meals mom is making for all of us. My stomach is bursting at the seams.