Don't try and show off in the Pool.

Pool – 50 mins

I shared my lane this morning with an young aqua jogger and had the urge to tell him the entire time "I'M A RUNNER TOO!!!!" as if two land mammals attempting gracefulness in the water should automatically bond over this fact. Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to inform him of our shared bond as I was busy attempting to not look like a spaz and/or sound like I was dying. See, I have no trouble flailing about in front of the usual senior citizen, baggy speedo wearing clientele of the non-competition (read: non-hardcore) pool. But throw in a 25-year old attractive male and not only do I actually care whether or not I look like a spaz, but apparently I also forget how to swim. I think I made several new and interesting gurgling noises, and added to the fact that the goggles give me these dark circles under my eyes which give me a striking resemblance to Uncle Fester from Adams Family, it was all in all not a good day for Julie.

I'm noticing that my increased activity is taking a toll on my energy levels, particularly in the evening. Despite not wanting to be a loser like Lyndsey :-P (Note: Lyndsey, I am going to tag you everytime I mention you in my blog so that you can easily find the posts. But please remember to inform me after you read the post, otherwise you are totally a stalker.) I may have to start heading to bed a bit earlier in the evenings, at least until my body adjusts to the increased activity.

However, I still plan on maintaining my pizza and beer consumption levels.