Swimsuit? Check.
Swim cap? Check.
Swimming googles? Check check.
Swimming ability? Hm…
Today, after 15 years, I had my first swimming class. And was catastrophic. First because I discovered that I am so fit as a 90-year-old man with asthma. And second because I definitely cannot swim. I feel already the pain and I have a slight idea that tomorrow is getting even worse.
But I did it, after swallowing some liters of pool water (and who knows what else), I feel good. I feel I can go further and I feel that I don’t have always to let the projects unfinished.
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And a bit about Germany: I feel that people here are really interested on learning stuff, they are more objective like in Brazil. I don’t know if I was always unlucky in Brazil, but there is always a guy or a girl who is the whole time chatting (or flirting) with the teacher and doesn’t do anything what he/she is supposed to do. And this kind of people totally makes me nervous, because I am exactly the one who’s there to learn and this kind of person kinda distract the other people too.
Oh, and I love the changing rooms here. So clean and organized. And they always have a hair drier for long-haired girls who don’t want to freeze their brains outside at winter.
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And tomorrow, pilates, day II.
