And why would I need to swim, anyway? I had my group workouts. Then I had running. Then I did not have running. But I could still walk! Except that then I was advised against that. And I paid good money for that advice, so I probably should heed it. Plus, I'd kinda like to get my stupid ankle healed and get back to running. My doctor suggested swimming as an alternative. Of course I instantly dismissed that suggestion.
Cut to my running club's new cross-training schedule - since we (they) are training for a shorter distance race, cross-training has been added - core and strength, biking, etc...and swimming - just a few times, but Coach Joni wanted to get those who were interested exposed to the benefits of swimming. I was not interested. Until pretty much every workout option was taken away from me. Then I grudgingly bought a pair of goggles and joined the few brave souls who showed up for the first swim session last week. And, as I wrote in Friday's Mishmash, I survived. Yay.
So here's where it gets interesting. Last week we swam at a public pool - paid our $3 each and went in. Since
Anyway, I went back again on Tuesday morning. By myself. I KNOW!!! Who am I?!? And I'll be back there again this morning. Then I'll take two weeks off while I am out gallivanting around in California - but once I return home, if I regularly swim for the rest of May, then I'll *gulp* pay the extra money and up my gym membership so I can keep swimming. Please pick yourselves off of the floor now. I can't believe I wrote that sentence either.
Also? My shins are a little scraped up from climbing out of the pool when I'm done. Which is pathetic, because I can't do the "place palms on edge/lift and twist body/end up sitting on edge of pool with legs in water like normal people" deal - I tried it on Monday...no go. While I was doing my thang in the pool on Tuesday I saw an older woman do it, so I told myself "if that old lady can do it, you can too." Guess what? That old lady could probably kick my a$$ in a lot of things, apparently. So I do the awkward helf/scrabble/flop exit. Why, you must be wondering, why don't I just go over to the ladder and climb out that way? Because by the time I'm done, the Gray Panthers are doing water aerobics in the two lanes where the ladder is. And they do this funny walking forward and backward thing in unison and I can never time my escape quick enough that I don't think they will overtake me before I get to the ladder. Yes, leave it to me to have the most stressful part of this whole "swimming" thing be getting out of the pool. But I guess if that's the worst thing that I have to deal with while I swim, then I guess I'll be OK.
P.S. Pool etiquette. There should be a real list posted, not just the "no running/peeing" one. For clueless morons like moi.
P.P.S. Bonus - the lazy in me says "hey, you got wet, you combed your hair - no need to take a shower once you get home" - that is a WIN in my book!