Spaz!

That's me at the pool! A complete spaz! Somehow, when you are swimming along, not caring about form, you think you are doing just fine. Then, you try to do it right, and suddenly everyone in the pool is afraid you are going to drown.

Ok, back story. Due to track meets, we haven't been able to get back to pool since that first time, so this session was still working on the basics. I still don't how to breathe under water/ out of water. When I was breathing out, the bubbles went up my nose and it felt all funny! Jesse then had me work on kicking and breathing, and then putting it all together. I looked like a drowning cat, so of course a super awesome swimmer chick had to come along and ask to share the lane. First, she suggested we circle. I laughed, and assured her she would want to split the lane, lapping me that many times would get tiring! By the end, it was better, almost a real stroke, but I have got work to do!

My after swim run went well. Popped the blister on the bottom of my foot. I know, I need running shoes for the water!

Then I attempted some deep water running. Question; when you run in the deep end, do wear one of those floating belts? I just tried to move enough to keep my head out of water, but I think it is not the best for my form!

In unrelated news, I am super excited for tonight. It is Hunger Games time! I heard it won't disappoint! Hope you all have a great weekend!

Three Things Thursday!

Ah, my favorite day to post. Suddenly, my creativity can take a break and there is nothing more to do but fill in the blanks!
1. Usually, Thursday is a slightly stressful morning because Brady has gymnastics. It is supposed to be the Tumble Tots class with parent participation, but there are still lots of skill drills and turn taking. Originally,  I thought it would be good for Brady to learn to take turns and listen to directions, but apparently a mostly non-verbal autistic child has other ideas. Just getting him through the stretching is difficult. He doesn't notice the other kids, or care about them, so getting him to follow the leader is a real challenge. Still, we would make it past the first part and then he had such a ball jumping in the foam pits, it made it all worth it.

Today, was a pure disaster. Peyton had no school, so he was going to join us, which is usually fine, but today there were a ton of new kids, so no room for Peyton. Daycare was full, which meant both he and Riley HAD to stay with me. Three kids in gymnastics! Couldn't be done. Of course, both boys were really disappointed and a slew of crying and kicking ensued while I tried to extricate them both, plus Riley, from the room and to the car. I felt horrible! I know autistic kids have a had time dealing with change in the schedule, especially when it is something they look forward to all week. Never have I felt so much like crying and screaming in public before. Luckily, my sister helped me get them to the car, we all calmed down, and I let Peyton pick something else fun to do (which meant we headed to Olympia to go to the big McDonald's!) Glad the morning is over!

2. I had two great workouts yesterday! In the morning it was the 30 min circuit at the gym. I was a little pressed for time, but made it through them all and even started going deeper into the squats and other similar motions, really trying to push my knees. The pain was there, but I survived, and hopefully soon my knees will be stronger.

3. My second workout was a run. Yep, still running! I did another 3 min/ 2 min split and made it the whole run (30 min.) Seems a bit sad, but slow and steady wins some races right?  I can't decide whether to go 4 min run/ 2 min walk next or 3 min run/ 1 min walk. Opinions?

Alright, have a great Thursday!

Screw it!

Even though my blogging has been sporadic at best, I have been getting to the gym and on the mill slightly more than sporadically. I've been a good girl, took it slow, did lots of ellipticaling, and still my knees hurt daily! So I'm done, screw it, it's time to just kick it up a notch. That half mary is not going to run itself, and neither will I if my legs don't start moving faster soon! I am going to chalk it up to bad joints like my shoulders and just hope they don't completely give out. Solid plan I think!
So, my inaugural run was Monday night, and I still started slow ( I am super out of shape) and did 3 min running/ 2 min walking for 30 min. It was a little tough, a good Whitney helped me out, but despite a little pain I felt great! Now I am like a really fast snail! Tonight I'll go again and let biggest loser be my distraction. The girls are getting close to my weight, which is my cue to put down the cookie and get losing!

Thanks for all the support during my lazy blogging. Hope you are all doing fan- freakin- tastic!

Here is a pic of Riles to keep you all happy!

I Can't Breath!

Saturday, I finally did something that was a long time coming for a girl who wants to do triathlons. I got in the pool! This was something I only did once before my one and only tri. It struck me that if I want to do better than a certain someone at Chelan Man, I better improve my stroke.

Since Jesse is a Master swimmer now (ok since he swims with the masters) he helped me out in the pool. Task number one was to get me to put my head under water. I tend to feel claustrophobic if I can't easily get air or see a way out. The impaired vision and lack of breathable moments makes swimming a deadly combo for me. Anyone else have this problem? I practiced breathing out under water just like the little kids next to us, and I was finally given the go ahead to swim!

Task two was figuring out what stroke to do. My bad wing makes it hard to do freestyle, and even when he had me play around with a modified stroke, it still hurt too much. So, on to plan B, breaststroke. Now I have to work on perfecting this stroke, but it is easier for me to breath this way, which will hopefully encourage me to get in the pool more. I know with this stroke, I will never be the fastest swimmer, but since my life will mostly consist of sprints, I should only lose a few minutes at most. And if I can get really good at it, maybe less.

Now our Saturday plan is to hit the pool, help me, then while Jesse swims with the Masters, I do some water running. I did the running Saturday, too, and it felt great to go faster than a walk, but my feet were getting beat up by the bottom of the pool. Has anyone done a lot of pool running? Did you wear those water shoes? I may need to invest.

Have a Great Day!