I’ve complained bitterly enough in the past about having a hard time writing and exercising (or writing and ANYTHING, for that matter), so in a fit of celebration at being out from behind the 8-ball (I apparently need an 8-ball icon…) I got up and went swimming this morning. That plan was nearly thwarted by me being an *idiot* and leaving my goggles, swim cap, shampoo and water bottle at the pool *last* time I went swimming, which was what, a week ago? However, in a fit of “they don’t…