I went for another swim this morning. Why is that an important piece of news? Because I almost didn't. You see, this week was not a very good week for me in terms of staying on my plan; there was a lot of indifference on my part regarding what I ate and how much activity I got. Thursday finally showed its face and I was dreading going to my weekly meeting. I was pretty sure that I hadn't lost anything or, if I had, it would be minor. I had almost made up my mind to just go for the weigh-in and then make an excuse why I couldn't stay for the meeting. However, after finding out I had in fact gained about half a pound, I dragged my depressed self to the seating area and plonked my tookus into one of their extremely uncomfortable seats and waited.
I'm so glad I stayed.
This week's topic was motivation. Most of the meeting I sat there counting the minutes until it was over, feeling sorry for myself and wishing for a giant pepperoni, pineapple and banana pepper pizza. However, with a few minutes to spare, the meeting leader said something that caught my interest. She said that motivation for sticking with it isn't tied to the number on the scale. We're all going to have bad weeks but not to let that get us down. Focus on the smaller, non weight based goals: eating healthier, not giving into temptation, trying a new activity, etc. My mood instantly changed and I pushed all those negative thoughts from my mind. So what if I went up slightly? I can't be dropping huge numbers each week; its not realistic. I became re-motivated and changed my thinking to focus on what's really important in this journey - becoming healthier.
I had also been waffling about going swimming this week. The schedule said that the competition pool was the only one open and its one giant deep-end! Not to mention its the Olympic length, 50 metres. The pool we swam in last Saturday? 25 metres. I was also worried that the University's swim team and the other teams that were there practicing last week would hog the whole three lanes that were scheduled for public use. Mom left it up to me and, to be honest, on the way to the meeting I decided to skip it. After my meeting? I walked home and told her "We're going swimming!".
Again, I'm so glad we did.
We arrived just before the Kinsmen opened and, just like last week, the University team and the other teams were all waiting too. Sigh. However, after a quick change into our suits and a shower, we headed out to the pool to see what was available. Guess what? We had a whole lane to ourselves (the "slow lane"). It was fantastic! Sure, the double length of the pool was a challenge - we both tired out quickly - but we swam 3 laps for a total of 300 metres despite my new goggles sucking my eyeballs from their sockets. An improvement over last week! It still only took us about 20-25 minutes but we definately felt it in our muscles by the end of the short swim. The other major difference was that rather than getting dizzy when I got out of the pool, I started to get dizzy at the end of each length. I'm not concerned - I'm not used to doing such a full body workout; I'd get the same reaction I'm sure if I was in a gym. However, if it does get worse rather than better, I'll let the fabulous Dr. H know. In the meantime, we're going back again next Saturday!
Tomorrow is the big "race" day. Thank you once again to all those who sponsored me and donated $$$ to the Canadian Breast Cancer foundation. Hopefully I'll remember to bring my camera and have some photos to share with you.