This time last year I was joining a gym. I became very diligent in going every day, swimming a mile about four times a week and then trying to hit the fitness center as well about three days a week. I was pretty good about going, too. Lost no weight (okay, I lost a half a pound in eight months) but then I could tell I was building muscle, especially in my arms.
I love to swim. I’m not so fond of sweating, so ‘working out’ isn’t my favorite thing. I like strength training, and working with weights, and riding a bike (especially when there is a tv screen attached)–but sweating? Not so much. Thus the love of swimming. I can’t tell if I am sweating since I’m already in water. I use resistance paddles, work my upper torso especially, and also try to swim on just my legs. A bum set of knees makes that harder, but I do try. So I enjoy the time that I spend there.
Then, last fall, November came around. Continue reading