Ok, I must interrupt at this point to say that if I never see this GE commercial where the bearded, hard-hatted pear-shaped men sing "Take My Breath Away" ever again it will be too soon.
Anyway, where was I?
Right. So. I went swimming. Not only was it nowhere near as horrible as I anticipated, all in all I actually had a good time (even though I was asked by some begoggled stranger to please absent myself from the "medium pace" lane). Did about ten laps (backstroke, freestyle, the side stroke thing where you"pick cherries", it all came back to me!) before my stupid foot started yapping. Pissed because I wasn't at all expecting to hear from said appendage while participating in this particular activity. In the end I got a darn good workout and 300 yards in before hitting the hot tub. Every hair on my head was bleached to a bright orange by the chlorine but I haven't been hungry since so it was totally worth it! I'm going to go for 500 yards on Friday.
Oh and it turns out the internets weren't down afterall. My modem was off. Thankfully, I overcame that bout with stupidity in time to catch this.