Water

One of my dear college friends lives in Spain. Despite our distance, sometimes it feels like we are living parallel lives. We are both newly married, one-pet families, and we are both studying education. Today, on her blog, I read about another similarity: we've both been swimming recently.

Matt and I try to hit the community pool once a week or so. Admission is rolled in with our gym membership, so that's a gentle encouragement to go. I really enjoy the quiet time in the water. I have a system for keeping track of the laps I've done, so I mostly just push through and enjoy being a little fishy.

I am not quite as good as my friend Viola. Tonight, I swam 20 laps of 50 yards each. I am working my way up to a mile of swimming. But I do share a love of the water with her. There's just something good about working out without getting sweaty and gross. It does seem strange to me that, at the end of a set of laps, I have to come out of the water to breathe heavily, but I have not noticed any of the other hallmarks of heavy exercise.

I still love to run, and this is a good way to keep my workouts fresh and varied. Perhaps, one of these days, I will find a triathlon to do.

Comments

[Viola]

Awwww :) I feel so special for being mentioned! You asked me what my favorite stroke is: crawl. That's pretty much all I do, though I try to do a few laps of backstroke each time I go because it's supposed to be especially good for your back. The problem is that to do backstroke I need the whole lane to myself because I'm no good at swimming in a straight line! So on days when the pool is more crowded, I have to settle for "crawling" only. It is true that we have somewhat parallel lives, isn't it? p.s. check out my blog about storybird.com I know you'd LOVE this site!!!
besitos,
Viola