Shwimen

Today was possibly the start and finish of my attempt to get fit. Inspired by the weekend of sport in Manchester and the amphibious people creatures that swam in Salford quays, I decided I would start going swimming in an effort to increase my stamina. Before I actually got round to going swimming, the idea that this all would probably be an impulse that I would soon give up on, like many others before it, went through my head.
However I decided I would give it a go anyway. I got to my local leisure centre around quarter past nine expecting it to cost around two quid. It didn’t! It was around four quid. Reluctantly I departed with my hard earned money. As I got into the pool I expected I would be able to swim for about an hour then go home and have breakfast. This was extremely optimistic I did two lengths then had to have a minute to get my breath back, at which point I released I probably wouldn’t manage an hour. Whilst all this was occurring some old man who appeared to be powered by steam made an example of how unfit I was. Not only did I get outdone by an elderly man but by a number of portly gentlemen and women. I refused to accept that fat people had more stamina than me, so I decided that their largeness must provide buoyancy and effectively each one of them was a little boat which wouldn’t sink, all they had to do was flap their legs about and they would stay afloat. Whereas myself, being a scrawny person, had to stop myself from sinking, as well as propelling myself through the water using up much valuable energy. In the end after many regular breaks I managed either 18 or 20 lengths at which point one of my legs got a sudden pain so I accepted defeat at around quarter to ten.
On the walk home I was fairly annoyed that I spent four quid on less than half an hour of swimming but I worked out I did around 500m, which wasn’t too bad for a first attempt. So I have decided that to prove to myself and the lifeguards(who I’m sure were laughing at me), that I can do better, I shall carry on with these swimming ventures, unless of course the pain in my leg reoccurs.