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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Whale of a Tale

I've joined "power-fit" at the local pool.

For those of you who know me, you might be aware that I have no love for water. I love the beach for the sake of the sun and the sand, but I dislike the water. I'm 26 and have yet to learn to swim although Justin has been patiently teaching me a little each summer.

Basically I'm at the point that if Justin is right beside me with a large flotation device and the water is calm and no one else is watching, I can swim in short stretches but I am under such high stress though that I cannot relax and have myself beyond worn out in about 1 minute. There is so much panting and puffing and spluttering and wide eyed concentration that it's stressful just to watch.

The worst of it is that should a boat be on the water or should the wind kick up a tiny wave; it's the end for me. As in the end of my life. Seriously. As soon as water hits my face I lose all presence of mind, forget entirely everything except "PANIC" and I sink like a stone. More than once Justin has had to grab my head and not only haul me out of the water but actually hold me up and shove the floatie underneath me or I would drown. DROWN people.

That's usually the end of the swimming lesson as I cling to the floatie and cry big salty tears. You think I'm exaggerating but I'm not. I can't keep it together when there's water in my face.

...And now I'm in a water aerobics class. My reasons for joining were: it was reasonably priced, if I pay for it it's motivation to exercise regularly, it's easier on my stretching aching muscles, and regular exercise causes lots of aches and pains for me right now. Besides...if you look like a whale...

As exercise goes, I think it's great for me. I'm tired, I'm sore, mission accomplished. As for fun, not so much. I stubbornly refuse to go to the deep end because it turns out that when you're exercising in the water you sometimes get water in your face and well...we know how that goes. As it is, when I get splashed, even though I'm only to my shoulders in water I have to stop and talk myself through it!

So if any of you feel like doing jumping jacks in the water twice a week with a pregnant lady, call me up.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

congrads many times over carolyn. i heard you were expecting so i had to check your blog out. you look great. i know your thinking,right,but you really do and you well be so glad you dont have tones of weigh to loose after baby arrives. we just had our third baby, little girl, and i am groaning at the 15 lbs. i must banish.
"the baby belly" is really coming along and looking lovely. yes, i think we all feel very strange taking those belly pictures and yet we so want them. i will be thinking of you, praying for your delivery and looking forward to seeing baby. lord bless richly. grace b.
p.s. congrads on your house. fun.

Martha A. said...

LOL! That sounds like me in the water and swimming....every year I make a goal to learn and i have gotten a bit closer, yet, here I sit dreading going swimming as that is on my list this year.
Good for you taking the class!

Maria said...

Do you do the water aerobics with a bunch of old saggy ladies? They used to come in after the girl's swimming lessons and one time Lynette threw up in the pool and we had to watch all the angry saggy women change out of their swimming suits. It was an experience....anyway.... :)