Oh, so that's what you've been doing...
Many apologies for neglecting to post any photographs lately. You see, I've become a mermaid. Or something like that.
Since my BFF signed me up for a damn sprint triathlon that is now less than a month away (remind me why she's my BFF again?) I thought I better, you know, see if I could actually swim. So Stef went to the pool with me and taught me some basics, and held my hand (figuratively) while I began to paddle.
What I had been dreading for months turned out to be so not what I expected. Turns out I actually love swimming. Love love love it. Will continue to do it after the tri. I mean, I'm absolutely no good at it (Michael Phelps will not be recruiting me for the Olympic swim team anytime soon), but it's a great workout and I enjoy it.
Unfortunately, my muscles aren't enjoying it so much. They voice their displeasure by cramping up at the most inopportune times. Like, in the middle of a lap. First one foot goes, then maybe the calve, and before you know it the other foot and leg join in. A quartet of cramps, a choir of charlie horses. It's getting better, though. Monday night everything cramped up. Tuesday night most of it cramped up. Tonight only one foot and a calve cramped up. I call that progress. Despite the cramping, I managed to get 31 laps in, which is good because I need to do the equivalent of 36 laps for the tri. I'd have done all 36 tonight but I ran out of time, and I ran out of time because I had to keep stopping to rub out muscle cramps.
I guess swimming works different muscles than running, because I pound out 2.33 miles every morning on the treadmill and have no issues. Then I hit the water and yikes!
Anyway, I'll be back at it tomorrow night, and it'll get better. But because I swim at night now, after Zozer goes to bed, I get home pretty tired and ready for sleep myself. Need to figure out a good blogging time in with work, running, swimming and playing with Zozo.
I did process one shot for today, though. It's become tradition that Zoe's Grammy paints her nails when they see each other. This time they went all out, and did a rainbow. Zoe's carefully chose her colors and clearly instructed Grammy which nail to pain which color. Grammy dutifully obeyed and here's the result:
Since my BFF signed me up for a damn sprint triathlon that is now less than a month away (remind me why she's my BFF again?) I thought I better, you know, see if I could actually swim. So Stef went to the pool with me and taught me some basics, and held my hand (figuratively) while I began to paddle.
What I had been dreading for months turned out to be so not what I expected. Turns out I actually love swimming. Love love love it. Will continue to do it after the tri. I mean, I'm absolutely no good at it (Michael Phelps will not be recruiting me for the Olympic swim team anytime soon), but it's a great workout and I enjoy it.
Unfortunately, my muscles aren't enjoying it so much. They voice their displeasure by cramping up at the most inopportune times. Like, in the middle of a lap. First one foot goes, then maybe the calve, and before you know it the other foot and leg join in. A quartet of cramps, a choir of charlie horses. It's getting better, though. Monday night everything cramped up. Tuesday night most of it cramped up. Tonight only one foot and a calve cramped up. I call that progress. Despite the cramping, I managed to get 31 laps in, which is good because I need to do the equivalent of 36 laps for the tri. I'd have done all 36 tonight but I ran out of time, and I ran out of time because I had to keep stopping to rub out muscle cramps.
I guess swimming works different muscles than running, because I pound out 2.33 miles every morning on the treadmill and have no issues. Then I hit the water and yikes!
Anyway, I'll be back at it tomorrow night, and it'll get better. But because I swim at night now, after Zozer goes to bed, I get home pretty tired and ready for sleep myself. Need to figure out a good blogging time in with work, running, swimming and playing with Zozo.
I did process one shot for today, though. It's become tradition that Zoe's Grammy paints her nails when they see each other. This time they went all out, and did a rainbow. Zoe's carefully chose her colors and clearly instructed Grammy which nail to pain which color. Grammy dutifully obeyed and here's the result:
Adorable!
posted by Amy at 10:18 PM
4 Comments:
You forgot to tell them how faboo you look in your goggles and swim cap!
Actually, my hope is that the ridiculousness of my goggles and swim cap pulls people's eyes away from the train wreck that is currently my lower body.
I do rather like the fact that nothing jiggles when I swim in the pool, unlike running on treadmill.
a tri! wow. I'm envious of your ambition, and your ability. Go for it!!
I feel the need to clarify that it's not a full-blown triathlon...it's a SPRINT triathlon. As Stef would say, it's a triathlon with training wheels. 1/2 mile swim, 12 mile bike, 3.1 mile run. It may take me all day, but I'll get it done. I'm mostly doing it for the t-shirt. And the opportunity to write numbers on my body with a Sharpie.
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