*nod* "Do not die as soon" is the goal I adopted shortly after my feet went bad. Unfortunately, it turned out that for me, not dying as soon wasn't worth swimming.
(One thing that contributed to my stopping swimming was all the associated fussing. I too have long hair. For a half hour workout I'd spend easily an hour and a half, which had to be at times the pool was available. Also, I had to walk barefoot on concrete for all told about a quarter mile (my local Y has HIDEOUS layout if you are female-bodied). With my feet that was excruciating. Those two things eventually became deal-breakers.)
It's too bad, because swimming does seem like one of those things that can be done with various kinds of injuries. As we age, injuries become more and more expected.
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(One thing that contributed to my stopping swimming was all the associated fussing. I too have long hair. For a half hour workout I'd spend easily an hour and a half, which had to be at times the pool was available. Also, I had to walk barefoot on concrete for all told about a quarter mile (my local Y has HIDEOUS layout if you are female-bodied). With my feet that was excruciating. Those two things eventually became deal-breakers.)
It's too bad, because swimming does seem like one of those things that can be done with various kinds of injuries. As we age, injuries become more and more expected.