Today was wonderful! My husband took our son to his grandma's house for the whole day, so I finally got my bike out, put my swimming gear in the pannier and went to the pool!
What a fantastic feeling, stretching my arms out in front of me and pulling my blubber through the water. In less than 5 minutes all my muscles were burning and I was gasping and huffing like Thomas the tank engine.
But I was loving it, 30 minutes up and down and I didn't stop at all. Well apart from when I crashed into the lady with whom I was sharing the lane. She was slower than me, (and thankfully also fatter which made me feel like sylph-like) and we kept blundering into each other until the lifeguard told us which sides to stay to.
So I'm feeling slimmer already! I swear my jeans are hanging baggily on my thunder thighs. I also ate less which is great. No breakfast because I didn't want to get indigestion. Three pieces of fruit when I got home and half a litre of water, lunch some ragu which I made yesterday and a thin slice of homemade bread, tonight a plate of pasta and tomato sauce and a glass of wine, with a small(ish) piece of chocolate as a treat.
As I heaved my bulk out of the pool, the 20 somethings in the other lanes who were flirting with the lifeguard looked me up and down, noting smugly my cellulite pocked wobbly thighs, bulging belly and flaccid butt cheeks. I remembered being so sure and arrogant at twenty too, and reminded myself that they too will look like me one day.
That made me feel a lot better.
Husband has agreed to take son off my hands tommorrow too, so will whizz down to the pool again and try to tone up the batwings under my arms while improving my health in general.
It really has given me a buzz, I must admit. Feeling much more positive than I have for a while. I CAN do this! Come on Hardiman!! Go girl!
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