My blog buddy, Duffylou, suggested that I take up swimming until my back is better. Who knew? Really? You can use the pool for exercise? It's not just for sitting beside, drinking Crangelas and reading magazines?
I swam twenty laps this morning as fast as I could. I was out of breath. I was sweating. Yes, sweating. In the pool. Shut up. It happens.
I'm no Michael Phelps, but it was a good workout. Of course, if I were Michael Phelps, I could eat 12,000 calories a day and have a perfect physique. So now I have that unattainable goal...
I do nut know, Zoe. Go bacque to zee sleepeeng. Ze Muhzur. She rambles sometimes.
Duffylou is a genius. But she's had chronic back troubles, so maybe it's expertise. Because my back? Feels pretty good.
My spirits? Are much better.