Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Just Keep Swimming
I do believe I have found my perfect workout.
At first, they killed me. I huffed and puffed and my legs burned, but now, it's fanfuckingtastic.
I get in the pool and go back and forth doing an easy breaststroke for the first two laps, then it's mostly back stroke. A few laps of side stroke to break things up a bit, but mainly, it's just me, going back and forth, gazing up muzzily at the girding and banners, listening to the water splursh and sploogle in my ears. (And, if I want to be completely honest, hearing my left shoulder joint crackle and crunch on every third stroke, too.)
It's great. I can't see a damned thing because my vision sans glasses is about 20/8,000 or something stupid. And I'm like a little kid - if I can't see anyone, then no one can see me either. So my pudge and paunch are practically invisible.
It took me just under an hour to do 40 laps - that's if 40 laps is one length of the pool. If it's up and back, then I did 20 laps. I think. I kind of lost track around 36 and may have done 42 (or 21) laps. Either way, I swam for a solid hour. I didn't get sweaty, I didn't get hot, I just swam and swam and swam and zoned out to the sounds of the water and that strange hum that seems to come with every big pool I've ever swum in.
My legs are a little sore, my arms, too, and it feels good. Really, really good.