Zoom, Zoom, Zoom
So . . . I’ve been “swimming” with the Ladybug since last August? September? I dunno, somewhere in there. And, I’ve just sorta been in a slump if you will. Tuesday Coach Will says . . . you need to mix it up there, moosie! Try zoomers tomorrow.
me? ACK!!! I can’t do that!
Ladybug? Sure you can, Mama – just . . .
Yeah, that was me – cutting through the water like a hot knife through butter . . . zooming from one end to the other . . . and back again. Surprisingly difficult! My ankles felt like fire – like they were trying to disconnect from my legs – but the POWER in the water! Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!
You all knew that I am NOT a swimmer, right? Right – I don’t like to put my face in the water (brain eating amoebas and all that – and, oh yeah – water up the nose and the like) – you have to put your face in the water in order to swim!
Nevertheless . . . I am also not one to back down to a challenge – so, zoom I did – and cut my lap time in more than half! Shocked! Fun! (all without putting my face in the water, too – used a kickboard – of course, there WAS a lot of water going up my nose! Sputter, sputter, cough!
That, my friends, is what my legs felt like after I got out of the pool . . . and for most of the morning after I got to work – rubbery, slippery, jelly.
It got better through the day – but I am a bit sore tonight.
Sooooooooooooooo in the infamous words of the Ladybug. . . .
it’s all COACH WILL’s fault!