Tonight, we went to the Y after dinner. I swam, Chelle ran on the hamster trail and L’il D played in the pool while we did both. I swam 1300 yards and felt much, much better than on Saturday. I was thinking about that as I was puching away from the wall during one of my sets. I was thinking about how almost effortless it was for me to swim and slice, well more like plowed, my way through the water tonight. I guess, I’m a natural swimmer and an unnatural runner.
It just occurred to me, that if I start biking at some point, I may be able to do a triathlon. That would be something wouldn’t it? Can you imagine my fat self coming out of the water in first or second place only to finish near last place? That would almost be worth the price of admission. It would probably be a lot of fun too. Food for thought.
