Going Swimming

Going Swimming

With winter having arrived, much to my honest surprise, I have not accomplished that February goal of "riding everyday". It's been cold, and icy, and well, I've become a lot more cautious these days. Finding ways to remain active has proved to be harder than I'd thought. Yoga, spinning, walking, at-home weights, etc. The options are there, the ambition is not. It all comes in waves. I'm tired, I ache in places I didn't know existed, and like a terrible domino effect, the longer I go without a good workout, the shittier and the less ambitious I feel. So I took to the pool.

Debi and I went to an Ohio Master's Swimming training session the other day and goodness me, I was in heaven. I told myself that if I could do half of the workout, I would be happy. But once we started, it felt so amazingly natural. We were a little slower than the rest, thus knocked a few laps off (per the coach's request) in order to keep up with the group, but other than that, I was surprised with how well we did. I honestly didn't want to get out of the pool. For one entire hour, I didn't feel pregnant at all. My body felt like my own again. I felt strong, empowered, and as free as a bird - or rather, fish. It was glorious. 

As I laid in bed that night, I couldn't believe how great I was feeling. I was tired, exhausted really, but I didn't ache, for the first time in weeks. My neck and shoulders felt like 30 pounds had been lifted and once I closed my eyes, I fell into a sleep I haven't experienced since last fall. 

I think it's safe to say that swimming is my new favorite. (until I really rock it out on my bike again, that is!)

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