Today Jillian got the best of me. Of all the horrible exercises she has asked me to do, today I discovered the absolute worst ones. I thought that the pike crunches were the worst, but I was wrong. I know it's a rough day when both Marc and I are cheating the form just to finish. I don't think I've ever been so happy to go swim, because that meant it was over.
Down at the pool though I ended up next to one of Starkville's own Ironman Triathletes. We do not swim in similar fashions. She is graceful and fluid and fast, and oh, like 8 or 9 months pregnant. Still somehow I'm the one who seems to be unbalanced in the water. She only lapped me like a million times. But she had a bag of all sorts of fins and paddles and floaties. Those probably gave her an edge. Note to self: spend more money.
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