200m in under 2:20. That would take me over 4 minutes. Crawl. Breaststroke more like 5 or 6.

That would take me over 4 minutes. Crawl.

This is me! Or longer if I'm really not feeling it.

Since we have moved, I've been going to the gym every day, pretty much. One of the things that is interesting to me is how different each day is. Each day is NEW and some days are good and smooth and some days are shit. This is less with swimming but with riding the bike. Some days on the bike are absolute slow going agony and some days, the exact time etc are fine. It's the weirdest thing.

Today was yoga and I am noticing all of the ways I'm not as bendy as I used to be. It's depressing. We did hanamanasana (also known as the splits) and I can still do them, except not with my back leg bent at a right vertical angle (thigh stretch style). DEPRESSING. Not to mention my hamstrings are like, "Fuck you and your bike riding lady. You cannot bend that way anymore."

On the plus side, I got my refill for ambien today. WOO HOO!

My swimming is all over the place. Some days when it feels hard, my times are shit. Or it was hard because I was hellbent. There are relevant correlations. Sometimes, sleep matters, sometimes not. Where I am in my cycle seems to be a trend, as is slight fluctuations in weight (I drop a few, my times go up and then start sinking.) I'm still not hitting the times I had before Spain. I'm not sure if that's the sudden weight drop or if I lost good turns and haven't figured that out yet.

I like the swims where I end up marveling at how well my body is working, and in my head, I'm a clockworks. Where I'm not fussing about the turns, stroke or kick, it just works. I usually get at least a handful of those laps any given day. But even when I don't, and every lap unearths a frustration, I still feel good by the end of it. Even if the times are shit. Disappointing, but I've worked something out, even if it was only 50-70 minutes in my own head.

With swimming it's always a struggle. It never feels easy. Sometimes it's a mosquito level buzz of irksomeness, some days it's a colicky baby level of irksomeness.

With the bike, though? I can watch my revolutions, my distance and my heartrate and some mornings everything feels heavy. Some days, not so much. It's kinda cool.

I've been doing way more bike lately because I can watch the olympics there (we don't have any non-hulu TV and no cable) and also because I can read on the bike which is AWESOMECAKES!

What I came home to today: [link]

I feel like the house has been christened, somehow.

Also, there's a reason I named him Bubba.

Lee, hahah! and also, kitty! What are you thinking?!

I think my worst days are mosquito-buzz. It's very zen-making for me.

Oh, cat.

Uh, I've seen that scene before. Uh huh. Also with a bottle of juice. Thankfully not at the same time.

Also, flour, sugar or? Mine was flour.