I am an addict.
I can fully admit it.
I need cardio. I need something to burn the energy I have. I need a good burn of sweat and calories every single day to feel normal, happy and human.
I am totally ok with this. I have accepted it. I have embraced it.
This injury, is the first time since my journey began 2.2 years ago that I have been totally side lined from all forms of cardio. I was upset about it last week. I pretty much was laid up all week not able to do anything under strict doctor's orders. I listened, I waited in patience.
This week, slowly the swelling has begun to diminish. So yay! Also I have been working out. :) Nothing too crazy, but I am wearing my Polar HRM and trying to burn at least 300 calories a day doing things here at home like Russian twists, chin ups, push ups (with 1 leg), sit ups, arm lifting, rowing with kettle bell, etc. All upper body and core work with some dynamic stuff thrown in to keep my heart rate up.
And then on Friday I finally worked up the nerve, strength, courage, to hobble down to the pool at our condo complex. I am grateful for the pool, since I cannot drive yet it is a quick well now slower ;) 3 minute walk so I can get in there no matter what.
I got myself an inexpensive bathing suit from amazon and decided that I would make the most of this time away from running and swim. I admit, I have never been an avid swimmer. I used to go to the beach and sit in the sun. Last summer I never even made it to the pool here because I was just not interested. I have not been swimming in probably a year. The summer I began losing weight I actually took Peanut in the pool and to the beach a few times but that was it.
So I realy did not know what to expect. But I got geared up and hobbled my way down to the pool.
I wore my HRM of course because I wanted to maintain a heart rate and not get too crazy, I have not been totally cleared by the doctor yet... So I got into the water and it felt so nice.
I was amazed really, it was hard to keep swimming back and forth in the pool. My legs felt good because I was not putting pressure on them like a normal workout but my body was working hard. It was harder than I had anticipated and I had a hard time matching my breath with the strokes. I would pause and take breaks once in awhile and just kick my legs while holding on to the side of the pool too. No matter what, I made sure I was moving the whole time I spent in the pool.
And amazingly enough? Crazily enough?
I freaking enjoyed it. It was the first time since my leg got swollen that I felt like me again. I was out of breath, my heart was pumping and I was feeling fatigued. It felt amazing.
So now, I hope, that this can become a daily event. Even if it just a half hour, I need it. I also would like to learn more about swimming properly and trying to maintain a good form while I do it. I must investigate now :)
So I will take any tips on swimming! I know there are some good swimmers out there who read my little blog so please share!!!