I always joke that I'm an 80 year old stuck in a 25 year old's body. I prefer crocheting to partying, reading to t.v., and sleep to not sleep. My body has trouble recuperating from a day like Saturday, and this time was no different. I thought yesterday's work out with Absolute Sports Performance would kill me, and for the first time in my life I was extremely close to vomiting. Hans and I did go to the Watermelon Festival, but that left me done for the day. Lots and lots of sleep was to be had after that.
My plan for today was to clean in the morning and then go to a Master Swim class at the gym. I just couldn't muster the energy. At 9:30 this morning, I was still lying on the couch trying to muster the energy to take care of the laundry. The class started in 1 hour. I thought, "There's no way I'll make it through a gym class. I'm sleeping in and I'll go swimming later today." Luckily, at 9:45 something else kicked in. I had written this class on my schedule. It was actually important enough for me to put in writing. This is the only class of its kind all week, and I'd really been wanting to try it. So, I hurried upstairs, moved some clothes to the dryer (they'd already been washed), threw on my swimsuit, packed my gym bag, and away I went.
Boy am I glad I went! At first I was slightly mortified because I was the only one under 70 in the pool. But then, some younger people started to show up. One girl was even at my skill level, so that was very helpful. Most importantly, though, I'm no longer so tired. I mean, yes, the work out killed. I swam for an hour! However, I can work through this mild physical exhaustion. The mental exhaustion is what has passed. I'm feeling happy and rejuvenated. Heck, I'm even going to bike to some local shops just because I feel like moving some more. That is really good!
|Well, it's not my prettiest picture, but here I am feeling much better after a swim...and a shower.|