Swimming laps is great exercise. It’s a full body workout. But it’s also a huge hassle.
First of all, I have to be ready for the time commitment. There is all the dressing and undressing to consider. Get dressed, drive to the pool, undress, put on my suit, swim, take off my wet suit, shower, and dress again. I could have just gone on a hike.
Secondly, there are the goggles. If you don’t have just the right fit, you are in for trouble. If they leak, it will ruin your swim. I hate to have to empty water from my goggles every few laps. Or even if they do fit, I think all is well until after all the aforementioned showering and dressing. I look in the mirror and notice the huge circles around my eyes. Goggle marks. I look like an owl.
Then there is the chlorine in the water. I suppose this is necessary. But if you swim often it will dry out your skin and your hair. (Even after cramming your hair into an ever-so-flattering swim cap). I don’t know if it’s the chlorine or just the swimming, but I always sneeze and sniffle for hours after my swim.
So between the goggle marks and the sneezing after a swim, I might feel really healthy, but I look like I have the flu. And if I lose an earplug and get water in my ear, not only do I look like I have the flu, I also look like someone with an extreme nervous tick as I shake my head violently to one side.
People ask me if I get bored counting laps. Not so much. I try to pray or plan my day as I count. But it’s hard to concentrate and not get the numbers off. “Our father (16), who art in heaven (16), hallowed be thy name (17)…” It doesn’t make for a very contemplative prayer. Sometimes I count in French to practice. There are, consequently, times I’ve done too many or too few laps if I’ve let my mind wander.
Having said all this, I really enjoy swimming. I try to go every week. I’m the healthy, wet-haired woman with the circles under her eyes.