Swimming in jello

I swear every workout I do in Georgia is harder.  The running kills me because of the undulations.  The biking, besides being hilly, is just difficult to execute (I'm used to biking out of my house, no questions asked).  And today, I find the aquatic center.

I swear I was swimming in jello.

Or maybe uphill... I wouldn't put it past these southerners to build pools with hills.

Um, this lady has a long way to go to getting back into any sort of swim shape.  I've never been fast, but wow, this was pathetically slow.  And tiring.  And I wanted to quit.  Which so isn't like me.  I enjoy swimming, albeit at my manatee pace.

At least the pools here are a normal length - M/W/F 25 yards, T/TH 25 meters.  My old pool was 19 meters - swim swim turn, swim swim turn.  It got old really quick.

I lost a lot of fitness when we moved... and I'm paying for it now. Good thing I don't have too many races this year. :)