Yesterday, I didn’t get in the six exercises recommended by my personal trainer. I probably should have. But, instead, I went to the pool with my son. And I believe that I’ve remarked that 40 minutes in a pool with a rambunctious 6-year-old is plenty of exercise. If I haven’t, then let me do so now. It is exercise. Plenty of exercise.
This time, the name of the game wasn’t “spinning”. No, it was shotput. Here’s how it works. There’s a floating air mattress sort of thing at our pool that nobody seems to have laid claim to. As a result, everyone uses it. Well, the game was that I pick my son up and throw him as far as I can to land on the air mattress thing. He howls with laughter, swims back to me, and insists that I do it again.
He weighs around 60 pounds. To toss him, I have to lift him out of the water, and I’m standing shoulder-deep in the water while we’re doing this. Then, I lob him some three or four feet.
Yeah. Exercise. Also, fun.
We also raced. Which you’d think wouldn’t be a fair match, and it isn’t. He’s lighter and in better shape, so I have to work to outdistance him. Especially since he’ll usually have a four or five foot lead on me by the time he shouts “go” when the race starts.
All in all, I had a good time.