Swimming Toward Enlightenment — and Failing (Sort of)

I was hoping this 10K swim would crack me open

After a summertime 10k lake swim, from L-R: Tom, Scott, Tricia, author, Jo. Photo by Patty Grandine.

I was only going to swim for two hours — max.

“I don’t think I’ll do the whole 10K,” I told my friend Tricia a week before. “My shoulder.” I nodded toward the offending body part.