Swimming, 6 weeks in
So, Maria and I are swimming. Maria tends to take after me, in that she can look at food and gain weight, and she rather enjoys food. We both eat our emotions, and emotions we have aplenty. Right after the new year, I noticed just how crotchety I felt, even at 36 years old. My back hurt constantly, I had little energy, I couldn't deal with stress, etc. Maria was enrolled in swim classes last year and we found out she had limited range-of-motion in her right arm, basically from atrophy. Atrophy at 8 years old. Yikes. The doctors recommended swimming as a low/no-impact full-body aerobic workout, and I readily agreed. Every morning from 6:30 to 7:30 or so we're at the local rec center swimming. I've got to admit: The first week nearly killed me. Between getting up at 5am again and just the activity of swimming < 50m was exhausting. Right before snowpocalypse 2015, I was really questioning if we were making any progress at all. My...