Getting into the swim of things

On the way to work this morning (getting into the habit of carrying the little point-and-shoot camera)

The problem with walking to work listening to Bjork's album Post is stopping yourself from singing along to the good bits (although I may have busted a few discreet moves to It's oh so quiet. Some things are just unavoidable...).

I went to the pool after work today! One the one hand, there's nothing like flailing around in a swimsuit to hammer home exactly how much blubber you've gained and condition you've lost after 4 months of inactivity and comfort eating^[1]. On the other hand I actually went to the pool. I swum a continuous kilometre of freestyle which I'm pretty pleased with. Ok, it's half the distance I was doing back in January, but it's respectable all the same. I'm pleased to report that my cardio fitness is still pretty good (thanks to taiko and walking to work), but damn I've lost some muscle strength! Ah well, nothing for it but to get back on the horse again and keep hitting the water weekly.

Anyway, it's got late on me again so I'd best go shower and head to bed. I've spend way too long writing a rant on food waste over at the Shape of Things to Come.

G'night my LJ lovelies!

[1] I really need to find a better stress coping mechanism!