Twice this week we took the boys swimming. I love going to the pool and dream of the day I can own my own. I’ve been a water dog since I was a little kid and summer means nothing if I can’t go to the pool a few times.
This was our first foray into swimming this year because of the lovely monsoon season here in Ohio. Nothing puts a damper on water fun like the heavens opening up and taking a giant dump repeatedly.
When I’m in the pool, I am never still. I’m not someone who leisurely floats and tries not to get my hair wet. I’m an overgrown kid in the pool. Sunday, while I did my crunches, ran in place, walked and did leg lifts–all under water– I said to my hubby, Jim, “Watch Thursday roll around and I lose weight like a boss.”
“Don’t do that to yourself. Just hope you lose like one or two pounds. Hoping for more sounds like setting yourself up for failure.”
I just rolled my eyes at him because I’m NOTHING without my delusions of grandeur.
Well, it’s Thursday, folks and I feel the desire to get a tattoo that says “Like A Boss!” Because of my time in the water, I lost a whopping five pounds this week! Even the nice lady that weighs me was shocked. Her mouth hung open a little which gave me heart palpitations and sent my ego soaring. She asked if I’d like to share it in the celebration time during the meeting. I said yes and did a little dance right there in the lobby. No one seemed to notice. That, or they were too polite to stare.
Sadly, I only racked up a weak amount of miles on the bike, but I’ll take that weak number over a weak one on the scale!
So, tomorrow it’s off to add two new charms to my bracelet, one for each kiddo. And don’t think for one second that I won’t be swimming next week. I hit my Week 17 commitment next Thursday and am hoping to make it to at least an even 17 pound weight loss. I only have 6/10 of a pound to lose to make that happen. I’ll make sure I tinkle before stepping on the scale.
Who knows. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll blow that number out of the water, too!