I watched a TED lecture I was drawn to a couple nights ago, Julie Lithcott-Hains spoke eloquently in her talk "How to Raise Successful Kids -- without Over-parenting." So I am not raising kids, but my reaction comes in terms of self rearing and continuing to improve in adulthood.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyElHdaqkjo

Lithcott-Hains emphasized self efficacy and chores in terms of better goals than what many parents are aspiring for. I guess this speaks to the basic fact that routine maintenance does something good for a person, whether that routine is walking dogs, doing dishes, swimming, or writing in a journal, or whatever.

You see I think I need to work on my self efficacy or ability to deal with prospective situations. Some areas I glow others I could grow. I have strengths in some places; in others not so much. And I notice that when I am "not doing anything worthwhile" those are the times I neglect my chores.

So with future plans on my horizon, these are the times to focus the hardest on the quotidian aspects of life. Swimming has always been empowering for me, in more than just the swimming moment. So I am happy to say I have started a new routine of swimming just a fourth a mile per day, but doing that much.

If I am getting this right, my progress has looked like the following. Day one I swam just thinking about doing the task at hand. It also was an intensely crowded day at the pool, so I drank a cup of water that the person sharing the lane lodged in my throat and kept going, which said something. Day two I was aware of the locker room, and little details in social interactions. Day three, I had to lap in the small pool because the big one was over-occupied. I thought a lot about how small 9 laps is in terms of a work out, and momentarily doubted the usefulness. Day four, I began mentally listing reasons to change my small routine, but then caught myself and corrected the questioning with steadfast reasons to do the little thing every day. That I not burn out. That I therefore am certain to mingle in society once a day, no less. That I exercise buoyant in greatness's beautiful hydrostatic pressure. That by the end of the year I will swim 90 miles if I can keep to this little goal. That it is a goal I am keeping to. That I decided.

Speaking of which, it is time for laundry, and now it is written.