Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Just keep swimming.

Mr. Ski and I went to the gym tonight, suprisingly it wasn't as busy as I expected it to be. We had both chosen activities that would keep us away from the ellipticals and weights as we thought that was where most of the "I'm losing weight" resolution-ers would be. He went to an Intro to Tai Chi and Tai Chi course while I decided to swim some laps.

Having not swam in a few months tonight wasn't so encouraging but I just kept swimming despite the fact that I was out of breath after the first fifty yards. When I started I had no goal, I think I swam right around 800 yards with five minutes of treading water (alternating arms and legs, arms out of the water and just arms). Now that I have a base, I can build from here.

It felt strangely familiar to be back in the pool swimming timed hundreds; especially after I would finish a hundred and would be out of breath watching the clock tick my rest period away. It reminded me so much of high school swim team practice...those rest periods were the best! It was our chance to talk after an easy set or when hard sets preceded the rest (if we got any) we would all breathe heavy together while watching the clock...oh gosh, that sounds weird I promise it wasn't as weird as it sounds.  Swim team was the only team I have ever belonged to; I'm not much of a team sports kind of girl so swimming was perfect for me I got the bonus of being around a lot of people but with mostly independent competition, a few group races and the opportunity to cheer with others for a common win. Not to toot my own horn...but BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! (Haha! Of course, I toot my own horn...this is a blog, isn't that the general purpose?:o) I was a pretty good swimmer in high school; I made it to State a few years and like to think that I would have gone further (at least tried out at my college) had I not had to have open heart surgery my senior year. But mostly from those days I miss hanging out with my best friends; oh my goodness, we had so much fun and there are endless memories of those days that all come rushing back when I swim laps. 

It felt good to swim, I think I'll do it again.

2 comments:

  1. yay! i totally relived swim practice too! did you wish Coach Gill or Rick (oh my gosh. was that his name?) or Pirate were on the side of the pool watching you? ha.

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  2. Ha! It was Rick (he' actually border patrol now!)! And I hadn't thought of pirate in forever! No, I'm rather glad they weren't watching as they would have been disappointed and yelling at me to go faster!!

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