Taking the Plunge
Well, I finally did it. I took the plunge, literally. Early last week I joined the YMCA, but have been too chicken to go. The thought of working out next to the athletic people in the community was just too much. Due to my avoidance, Craig packed my bag last night, so I was forced to stop after work (I had been "forgetting" my work out clothes). Turned out to be well worth it. I opted for the lap swim today, of course I'm huffing and puffing next to the seriously good looking guy who I'm sure is an Olympic swimmer, and who also lapped me twice. I only swam for 20 minutes, but this very out-of-shape body needs to start slowly. I'm looking forward to taking some fitness classes too; maybe next week. I learned two things today: First, I have to remember to pack a plastic bag for my wet suit, and second, I'm going to get past the embarrassment of being ridiculously out of shape, and get IN shape! I'm not expecting miracles, and I know it will take time, but I'm determined.