There is one phone call I hate to make each November once the temps dip below freezing.
“Hi. My name is Beth. I need to have my sprinklers blown out.”
Is it just me or does this sound dirty? Like I’m soliciting lewd acts and could get arrested.
I am an East Coast girl. We never had sprinklers growing up because it rained too damn much in Maryland. Or we didn’t care. But, here in arid Colorado, it’s a necessity if you want green grass. If you like the color brown or you’re into rocks and dirt, no need for it.
This year when I call I will say I need to have my sprinklers “winterized.” No blowing out. Not anymore.
Moving on. Yesterday I went swimming. My first workout in 27 days. While I have a couple of triathlons under my belt, I am no star swimmer. I don’t know how to do flip turns and I always wear my goggles upside down. I swim to be a better runner and that’s my story.
Coach Angie whipped me into shape. She taught me how to breathe on both sides, which is what all the cool kids do and can lead to major form improvement. She gave me some toys (nothing to do with blowing out sprinklers) like fins, buoys, and paddles. We did some drills and she showed me how to read the workouts the coaches post on white boards by the pool. I now feel I am part of a secret society.
How did my hip fare? At first it was like, “What the hell? You sit on your ass for almost a month and then want to kick? Go pick on some other body part.” It ached. But, soon I forgot about it because I was trying to keep up with Angie who was always at least a length ahead of me. It felt good to get up my heart rate from “working out” as opposed to going upstairs on my crutches or wheeling around in my chair. Thanks, Angie, for taking me under your wing.
Today’s adventure was water running. I shaved in all the right places for the event.
Here’s me with my floatie belt trying to pose for Kohls or JC Penney.
It was about 35 degrees outside at this point. I am trying to not look like I’m freezing my ass off. The water was 82, so that helped.
Here’s what I thought:
- I would never choose to do this form of exercise if I could do anything else. It is pretty boring. I love the pool for purposes of drinking margaritas, reading People and getting tan. It’s not my favorite place for exercise.
- My heart rate never got elevated. My friend, Vicki, who teaches the class assured me that you can get a cardio workout from pool running, but there is a learning curve as to how to make that happen.
- I loved being able to simulate running. It felt so good to do that movement again after what has felt like years.
- It was a great workout for my arms and legs. My hamstrings and triceps were particularly challenged by the water resistance.
- I still get freezing cold even in 82 degree water.
- Some people breathe loud when they do water running (not me)
- No one knows if you fart. No sound, very little smell. Gentle bubbles.
Thanks to Joie, the photographer, who went with me even though she could have gone running on some beautiful trail today. I bought her a banana at Whole Foods for her sacrifice. It was 33 cents. I had an almond croissant the size of my floatie belt.
I want to thank you all for your insightful comments on my injury post yesterday. I learned so much from all of you about how you have found balance and moderation in order to stay healthy and injury free. I love our little running and blogging community.
What was your workout today? Let me live vicariously. Tell me how good it was. How far you went. I might buy you a banana.
Smelling like chlorine (but cleanly shaven),