First of all, in my last blog, I said, "My therapist", really it's William's Physcial Therapist.
Now for the reason I'm writing. I re-joined Riverchase yesterday and it was a bittersweet transaction. I know I should take advantage of it and GO, but just starting off is so hard. Why is that!? I know that once I get in a routine and go, it's a great break for me and I love it, but the first two weeks of just getting there are daunting.
The kids are thrilled to be members again so that we can swim this summer. Swimming presents a whole other ball of waxy issues that I avoid every year. Unfortunately they are all entangled with the first issue of exercise. It's a viscious cycle. If you work out, you can find a swimming suit that fits and that you feel good in. If you don't work out and lose weight, you can't find a swimming suit that is flattering to save your life. At least, that's been my twisted thought process.
The kids are thrilled to be members again so that we can swim this summer. Swimming presents a whole other ball of waxy issues that I avoid every year. Unfortunately they are all entangled with the first issue of exercise. It's a viscious cycle. If you work out, you can find a swimming suit that fits and that you feel good in. If you don't work out and lose weight, you can't find a swimming suit that is flattering to save your life. At least, that's been my twisted thought process.
I hate swim suits. Not only to they expose everything I try so hard to cover up all winter, but they are EXPENSIVE. The ones with all the bells and whistles and super sucking power to hold you together are $70 per piece (Top & Bottom). In the end, I toss it all in and say, who cares? Obviously, I'm at the pool with four kids so people know my body has been ravaged by at least 27 months of pregnancy and a combined 37 plus pounds of babies.
Ah, the joys of summer!
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