I once was a fish

Since my bitchslap of love from Shawn the other night, I have made a resolution to exercise. Without it, my eating right will have no meaning. So my exercise of choice...Swimming.

I believe I once was a fish. I love swimming and the water. I can be in a pool for hours. I love the feel of the water against my skin when I am swimming across the pool. Maybe being heavy all my life has also helped my love for water. Not because I enjoy slipping into a swim suit but because I do not feel heavy in the water. I am almost weightless and my body loves that feeling. The final couple of weeks of my pregnancy was spent in my parents lukewarm jacuzzi. It felt so good to get the extra weight off my back and legs.

I swam at our community pool the last 3 days between 20-30 minutes. I am doing laps and resistance training for my arms and legs. When I feel like I cannot swim another lap, I am pushing myself and not giving up. My goal is to try to work up to 1 hour (1/2 with laps and 1/2 with resistance). I plan on taking today off and staring again tomorrow.

Luckily, Shawn loves the pool as well. He is in pre-competative swim so we can race each other on the weekends. I just have to make sure I have enough alone time to workout as he would rather play.