I totally switched it up in the workout department today. Since my husband and I were making the 5 minute walk down the road to the onsen anyway, I decided to use their pool and swim some laps. Except it was a walking pool.
I’ve never seen a walking pool, but I knew when I saw all these people walking and lunging around in a long, strangely-shaped circle, I probably wasn’t supposed to start making a lot of ruckus by splashing all over the place. Instead I hopped right in and started running, lunging, and doing all sorts of other exercises.
Surprisingly, I liked it a lot. It got my heart rate up and I was exhausted by the time I had been in half an hour. I did get to do a little bit of regular swimming, too. It felt nice to just be moving my body for the sheer great way it makes me feel… not because I am trying to burn calories or train for a race.
I think I might start going on Saturdays once or twice a month.
Obviously it’s been a real Italian kind of day. I’m okay with that. I had planned on reheating some frozen soup for dinner tonight, but my body was really craving pizza.
I’m taking the next two days off blogging to enjoy the Christmas holiday and spend some needed and well-deserved time with my husband.
I totally switched it up in the workout department today. Since my husband and I were making the 5 minute walk down the road to the onsen anyway, I decided to use their pool and swim some laps. Except it was a walking pool.
I’ve never seen a walking pool, but I knew when I saw all these people walking and lunging around in a long, strangely-shaped circle, I probably wasn’t supposed to start making a lot of ruckus by splashing all over the place. Instead I hopped right in and started running, lunging, and doing all sorts of other exercises.
Surprisingly, I liked it a lot. It got my heart rate up and I was exhausted by the time I had been in half an hour. I did get to do a little bit of regular swimming, too. It felt nice to just be moving my body for the sheer great way it makes me feel… not because I am trying to burn calories or train for a race.
I think I might start going on Saturdays once or twice a month.
Obviously it’s been a real Italian kind of day. I’m okay with that. I had planned on reheating some frozen soup for dinner tonight, but my body was really craving pizza.
I’m taking the next two days off blogging to enjoy the Christmas holiday and spend some needed and well-deserved time with my husband.
I’ll catch you back here on Saturday!