…and now I’m knackered! We went for a swim when we got up (I didn’t manage it yesterday, too busy, then Edward went really late and by then I was too tired). The pool was lovely and quiet and Edward and I shared the fast lane: we have a good understanding – I let him go ahead then, when he catches me up again, he overtakes (although he did say I was going quite fast!). We were kicked out of the fast lane towards the end because there was a school lesson…goodness knows what the ‘teaching pool’ is for.
Now this ‘lesson’ was really sad. The kids were about 14 years old, so at that awkward, self-conscious age, and it was a mixed group. The teacher would shout at them to get into the pool in pairs, then swim a length. One girl just stood at the edge in hysterics, laughing at her classmates then, when it came to her length she only managed a little splash then broke down in hysterics again. This went on for a while and the teacher seemed to be just taking notes but not giving any advice or feedback. There was one girl who was quite tall, with amazingly long limbs and she was quite a strong swimmer: I thought, if only she had some technique guidance, she could be amazing…but sadly I don’t think this will ever happen.
After some breakfast, I headed off to my lovely yoga class. I’ve not been for two weeks, so it felt great to be going again (I have done bits at home though). Today there were ten of us, which is busy, and everyone was at different stages, so all shapes and sizes. We did an introduction thing, so we got a sense of where people were at and any problems they were experiencing. It was interesting to hear how difficult it is for some women, with two suffering from the thing that separates your pubic bone and causes terrible pelvic instability (I can’t remember what it’s called) – it sounds horrible and really painful. Another woman is having to go for a c-section because she has placenta previa (sp?) which means the placenta is over the cervix and blocking the way; she could be having her baby tomorrow!
The class was great, as usual, and Tara had her hands full making sure all the different needs were catered for and everyone was comfortable. Eric was very quiet throughout the class, I think he was having a nap.
I’m afraid I undid all the good work by going to Tesco and the bank on my way home: the bank is rubbish, with the queue always stretching right to the door then back on itself and only one cash machine out on the street (I feel a bit vulnerable using it). It was also pretty clammy out there, so I was glad to get home 🙂