Musings.
So, here I am, musing. I don’t want to talk about that yet though, since there are some necessary “Thank You’s” to go out. First, thanks for the cool post with the pictures, Diana! I have to say, you’ve got me a bit stunned. First, you posted once before, and you posted photos. At first, I had no idea how you uploaded pictures to my site since I thought a password was required. I later found out your little trick. You’ve still got me confounded though. Not only did you put up more pictures, you put up thumbnails too! How the heck did you pull that one off? Color me impressed, which one of us is supposed to be the geek here?
Next, we have Donna trying to get me to blow my cover and post pictures of me with my car… We know I won’t be doing that… I have a secret identity for a reason! I’ll figure out a way to prove my new car-ness to you all, however… Just you wait.
So, today I went swimming. Yesterday I was lifting weights. It is almost the end of April, and I have been under 200 pounds for almost the entire year! I was briefly over 200 in January, since I was on vacation and eating non-stop, and working out stop-non. Pretty cool stuff. I think if I can keep at this weight a few months more, I can consider my weight “set” and not wonder if I’ll drift up to 230 again.
This is great for many reasons. Possibly the greatest being that many places won’t let you ride their horses if you’re heavier than 200 pounds. Now I’m free to mount up anything I choose. I think that is my new motto. I can mount anything I choose.
I also met a swim instructor while at the pool. I had seen her there before teaching, but she was always busy. This time, she was teaching some kids to swim in my lane, and since I was constantly navigating around them, I had to stop at the wall and chart my course occasionaly. During those times, I chatted with her, and now I’ve got myself a swim instructor. We haven’t had a class yet, but probably I’ll meet with her once a week. My goals being to learn flip turns and butterfly stroke. What is best is, I explained why I wanted to learn those things (triathloning, mainly) and she first complimented my form, but then gave me a tip to help improve my kick…
You know what that means… She had noticed me… It pays to wear a hot pink speedo. It really pays.


