I started aquatic therapy and swimming today at the nearby YMCA. I'd forgotten so many things about swimming that it was hard to believe that I was once good at it. I hate wrestling into a swimsuit while wet (must shower before getting into the pool). Then, after getting everything in place, I had to go to the bathroom. That reminded me of being an eight year old. I met some nice older ladies who were regulars at the therapy classes and the open pool afterward. They were really social and wicked with a pool noodle. That was a helpful device in keeping me from swallowing a lot of water in the deep end. Hey, I take help from everywhere.
I did pretty well for my fitness level and the very long spate of time from the last time I owned a pair of goggles. I'm a good kind of tired and should sleep like a stone. I also avoided eating at the Taco Bell down the street though I really, really wanted a half dozen or so crunchy tacos.
Now, I have to see how I'm feeling tomorrow. Incidentally, I did snap the goggles on my head once. That hurt. Never again.
