Since I have to be more into swimming now, I’m constantly searching for a motivation, a spark for a fire within me or just a sense in any way.
In cycling I have this absolute freedom. I can ride miles without seeing a person. I’m alone with me and my thoughts and I can ride away from all the stress in my life. I love this silence on the street.
Swimming doesn’t have that. The pool is always full and I’m only swimming up and down, up and down, up and down. I don’t move forward. It just doesn’t make sense.
But then again it’s this abstinence of sense, where the magic happens for me … it doesn’t make sense, but I want to do it. It’s for me. I’m doing this purely and only for me. That’s my magic of swimming.
What is the magic of your sport?