Sunday: Lake Swim

So this morning, I pushed snooze a couple of times and really, getting up at 5:45 AM does not get me to the lake on time.  I need to be up at 5:30 AM, which just seems so terrible.  It is so early and my confinement definitely put me in the spate of waddling.  I am reduced to waddling, no doubt about it. I put a glowing green smoothie on ice and made some oatmeal and headed off to the lake.  We stayed in the cove today, and I would say that I swam 2000ish meters.  I was quite slow; so very slow and I am so tired of being slow.  John Maple, my usual swim partner, did not even LOOK at me when we paired up to swim around the cove.  He has acknowledged my slowness, and I do not like it at all.

After swim, I will say I did not feel great.  I chalked this up to my confinement and a little chocolate covered cherry binge.  When Ivan went down for his nap, I too attempted to nap.  When Ivan woke up, he was so sad and sick with a seal's cough and a sore throat and two mouth sores and a little fever.  It was pitiful.  I continued to chalk my illness up to chocolate covered cherries and new-human percolation, but after briefly popping by a pool party in the afternoon, I had to admit that I had similar symptoms to Ivan, and I too have a sickness.  This postponed my ebay goals and forced me sit on the couch catching up on Project Runway.

It was sad times, and this puts my whole week on hold, as I was planning to join the YMCA tomorrow so that I would have somewhere to swim for the month of August.  I do not know much, but I know that sickness is not welcomed at the YMCA.  Bleh. Sickness.