I really have been slack with writing blog posts recently! Work and deadlines seem to have run away with me and I’ve been neglecting the things I should be making time for.
Much has changed since my last post. As I write this, I’ve got my beautiful big baby bouncing away on my bladder (that hasn’t changed!), but her size definitely has, as has my exercise routine. No longer do I prance my way down the promenade in the mornings, instead, I bob up and down looking increasingly like a hippopotamus with the grannies of Greenpoint. There is even occasional grunting, leading you to believe that you could very well be on Safari in the middle of Africa! Quite a change from the sea view and fresh air, but it does give some relief to my crushed organs and distended pelvic floor muscles!
It’s not all bad. Working out with people over 60 makes me feel positively radiant with my ballooning mid rift and buoyant breasts! Just the ego boost I needed when I feel like a sack of potatoes the rest of the day. Add to the mix the extreme heat Cape Town has been having the past few months and you could say I’ve felt like a boiled bag of soggy, salty potatoes. Yummy! But this swimming thing really does have its merits, least of which is the fact that I feel fit, healthy and beautiful! Need I have anymore reasons to carry on?!
