During the week I took my last diving lesson. I sort of knew it was going to be the last one but wanted to give it one shot before making the decision. People who suffered me through work on Thursday are quite relieved both on their account and mine than I won’t be Misery Personified post another sinus crash out in the diving pool.
I did ask for advice but options were limited. As the dude said to me “If you’re going to jump into a 5m deep pool, you’re going to get water up your nose. Either you get used to it or you stop doing it.”
How do I feel about this? I don’t give up on stuff easily – generally. I might never succeed at it, but I generally give it a decent shot and try to shove past the limits each time. I couldn’t manage it with the diving though. It’s one thing to come up gasping for air after diving into a deep pool, it’s another thing if you’re fighting for breath after surfacing as well. It typically took 24 hours to recover each of the two times. I swore on Thursday that I was not inflicting that on myself again. Not deliberately anyway. At least I tried.
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