So much for the summer of me. After one really good week of working out 5 days a week I had two weeks where I did almost nothing outside of packing and unpacking boxes, working, and visiting my grandma in the hospital. Even when I had time to go workout I was exhausted and lacked the motivation because I wasn't able to keep the routine. Starting Monday for the most part I am working only one hour a day and have to drive into town where the gym is in order to do this (we are moving 15 minutes north) so I should be able to get my routine back.
It is no surprise that for the last two weeks when I haven't worked out I have almost regained the weight I lost in the first week, although I am surprised I've still maintained some weight loss. That brings me to swimming. I had a good chunk of time off on a day when Chris was home sick. I packed and visited people and Chris urged me to go to the gym because it would make me feel better. I kept putting it off and told him I would go swimming later. When swimming time came I didn't want to go. He bugged me until I went anyway telling me I would like it once I got there and in the pool. I didn't believe him I was so tired.
I hopped in the pool and did 30 minutes of laps. I felt good after the first one and was happy I went. I felt sore after the second one - I forgot how many muscles you use when swimming different strokes. I did front crawls, front breaststrokes, back strokes, just legs, just arms (that was hard) and I was happy with my progress. About 20 laps and 5 minutes of treading water. Next time I need to remember my goggles so I can swim faster. I'm looking forward to swimming again this summer after our move on Wednesday.