Little Fish

I started a swim class this semester. I took the class on a whim, expecting the worst, but hoping for the best. The first day I swam a measly (& tiring!!) 15 laps. My arms, my legs, my sides were stiffening while I was still in the pool. On the bike ride home, I could barely lift my arms to flip off the couple laughing at my windblown hair from atop their obnoxiously large truck. It was daunting and intimidating knowing just how out of shape I really was.

It should be said that I am not a physical person. I have never played on a sports team nor have I ever taken a dance class or fitness class (aside from the forced Phys Ed in high school). Moving with conviction and force have never been a part of my natural body language, to be honest, I'm just plain clumsy!

I've attempted jogging/running and did it for a good couple months, but the strain seems tough on my body. It didn't seem natural and I was definitely not very good at it. Hell, I could barely run a mile, and that's not even taking into account the huffing, puffing and general red-faced struggling! I have no endurance and no motivation. If I'm tired, I'm tired, end of story. Thus, the running didn't last long and it certainly didn't kick my butt into shape.

The swimming, though, is a different story. I started out with an excruciating 15 laps that left my body in sheer agony for the rest of the week. Now, a little less than two months later, I'm just shy of 40 laps! I feel fit and more toned and, most of all, happier.

I push myself (which is unheard of for me!) and feel good about earning an extra lap or two each day. It's something I can be proud of that is totally different from anything I've done.

It's stress relieving, calming, fun. Am I starting to sound like an advertisement for swim?

The sights of people's undersides drifting in clear chlorinated water is fascinating and down right funny sometimes. And I bet I'm a sight to laugh at too! I wear goggles AND a swim cap. Hahaha.

I didn't mean for this entry to become a reflection on swimming, but I suppose it was subconscious. I've got water on the brain.

This does; however, lead me to my real reason for this post. I feel like my next few crafts/projects will involve swimming, water, oceans, pools, etc. It's starting to affect me to the point where it seems necessary to link it to something else, like crafts, in my life.

...I've still got some craft ideas that need to be followed through on before I can start, but mark my words, I will.