I’ve been really excited to take swimming lessons again. I enjoyed the class that I took last year – despite being in my first trimester and generally unwilling to move my body – and have been excited to take up a lower impact form of aerobic exercise.
I have been transitioning back into “regular” (ie, not pregnancy-related) doctor’s visits, which have heightened my anxieties around my own health and body in many ways. The other day, my doctor reassured me that it takes time for pregnancy weight to drop off, to which I responded, I’m actually pretty close to my pre-pregnancy weight already… oops.
My class was earlier today, and while walking from the locker room to the pool, I realized that I had – at least temporarily – shed a lot of the shame I had been holding about my body. At the pool, I don’t care as much about my waist circumference or the cellulite around my thighs.
This is easily explainable when I’m in the pool – it’s easier to not care when most of my body is hidden under the water! – but I was surprised to still feel carefree out of the pool.
My swimming is getting better, by the way! Still need to work on my breathing!
Trisha Serquina 