Guess what I did today.

I WENT OUT IN PUBLIC IN A SWIMSUIT.

Well, the gym. And I wore a sports bra under the swimsuit just in case. But whatever. There were other humans there. I know, holy crap, right?! We got money for a new coat for Patrick for Christmas, but then we found a stupid coat that we didn't know we had, and it seems to be just fine (down undercoat with a water-resistant shell), so we decided to spend it on getting ourselves fit and healthy this year.

Thus me cramming my chicken-colored self into a swimsuit and making like a manatee for a decent length of time. I swam LAPS, y'all. With the swimming! And the using of muscles! I am so impressed with myself right now, albeit more for the bravery required to pour myself into a swimsuit than the effort, but hey, baby steps. Admittedly there weren't many laps, since I have no endurance anymore whatsoever, but I quit trying to keep track of them eventually and just swam until I was tired. I think that's good for a first go! We are planning to go three times a week and work up to swimming three miles a week. Maybe a little more, depending, and then intersperse this with weights and other types of cardio once I get some fitness and my heart doesn't sound like someone shot up a hamster with speed.

They had us do this in high school, so I know I can do it. It's just a matter of getting back into it. The great thing about swimming is that you can really see results. In high school, I started out being able to do maybe 12 laps or so, then 24, then 32, etc. It went up really quickly. This was perhaps 10 or maybe 11. I'm not sure. So we are at square one again. But square one is how you get to square two! Well, unless you're playing hopscotch or... you know what I mean. One goes to two, the leg bone's connected to the- yeah.

So that was my major accomplishment for the week. Yay!

Have a splendid New Year's Eve, y'all. Much love.