Anyone who knows me in real life probably knows that I am not a water girl. I love my hot tub and my bathtub, but that is as far as my love of water goes. We have a pool in our yard that I can probably count on my ten fingers the number of times I have been in and we've had it for about eight years. I can't swim. Get the picture?
Today, it is so hot here. 90's and a bazillion percent humidity. You know the kind when it hurts to take a deep breath. I was cleaning house and I was dying. Remember the last post about no central air? I was texting back and forth with my daughter at work. She said why didn't I just break down and get in the pool. No one but me was home, so there was no threat of anyone seeing me in my bathing suit. I said no several times. Then I got to thinking. Maybe it would cool me off. So, I got in.
I floated for about five minutes and decided it was stupid. I was hotter baking in the sun than I was in the house. I jumped off the raft and I kinda bounced in the water. It got me thinking and I tried jogging. I jogged for 20 minutes and I loved it. It is nothing like jogging on pavement. Then I tried ab work. I liked that too. I tried squats and side kicks. Excellent. I tried jumping jacks and scissor kicks. Loved it.
Guess what? I am planning on doing that every day. I don't care who sees me in my bathing suit. They can watch me shrink right before their eyes. Weight Watchers, water aerobics, shredding, more workouts and a new challenge starting. I am so stoked right now. I really feel like this is all finally coming together. I might just be getting the courage to post before and after pictures on here.