Showing posts with label fitness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fitness. Show all posts

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Too Cool for the Pool

When I was a kid, more than anything else, I wanted to be a mermaid.

The mermaid scene in Peter Pan was my favourite bit about it, and I loved the film Splash, although I recall myself being oddly ambivalent towards The Little Mermaid, I think that might have been to do with my desire not to see Ariel and Prince Eric kiss, because I loved the part at the beginning, under the sea, seeing all the different mermaids swimming in for the concert.


In fact, I think to a point I was convinced I was one. This lead to countless (countless!) family photos where I was attempting to sit like a mermaid sits. By which I mean, curling my legs behind me like a fin, propping my hands on the floor in front of me and, inexplicably, tilting my head coyly to one side because obviously no mermaid can sit with her head straight.




If you had told me as a kid what could be achieved as an adult with a lot of spare cash and a monofin, I'd have dedicated my savings right away to follow in the footsteps of Mermaid Melissa. I trained myself to be able to swim 50 meters underwater in one go, I bet given enough time and incentive I could have learned to do it wearing a tail.


This obsession has sort of quieted as I've got older, but there's still a certain fascination there. For a while I thought maybe I'd get a fishtail wedding dress, but that experiment ended rather tragically when my thighs met the fitted skirts and did not mesh as well as I had hoped.


However, whilst being a mermaid could not shape my fashion choices, it has meant that my exercise regime of choice is swimming. I've done lots of swimming over the years, including a brief stint learning synchronized swimming.

The problem with swimming as a form of exercise is that you are, more so than any other exercise I can think of, at the mercy of the way other people behave for how your exercise will progress. And the more often I go swimming, the more I want to start dishing out impromptu swimming lessons to people because honestly I don't know what they think they're doing, but most of them time it's not any stroke I recognise.





So, after plenty of frustration, I've decided to vent my spleen and present to you Claire's List of Swimming Pool Dos and Don'ts (mainly don'ts).



1) Unless the pool is totally empty, don't do Butterfly.
Because no matter how well you think you can do it, you can't do it. What happens instead is that you flail around madly, splashing everyone in the vicinity and causing the pool to resemble the sea in a storm. And yes, maybe you have been able, by some flukish turn of momentum, to get from one end of the pool to the other doing what you think is Butterfly. But that doesn't mean you're doing the stroke successfully. Or even at all.
 
2) Follow the swimming direction signs.
They put those signs up at the end of the lanes for a reason. So that we don't swim into each other, and there's still room to overtake. Don't be a douchebag and swim really slowly right down the middle. There's no reason for it, and trust me, when I swim past you, I'm going to try and get a sneaky kick in.

3)  Just because you are splashing more, it doesn't mean you are swimming faster.
Hey you, doing the super splashy front crawl there. Yes, you. Do you want to know why you have to stop for a break at the end of every length? It's because you're expending unnecessary energy trying to have half the pool water in the air at any give time during your swim. If you are splashing it means your stroke is not under the water. This means you aren't getting as much force from your strokes as you'd like, because most of the energy is being used flinging water everywhere like a panicked whale. You will go faster if you don't splash, so try bringing your legs under the surface of the water. Yes, there is a lot of splashing when people swim in the Olympics, but they are swimming MUCH faster than you. At your speed, just splashing around the place isn't going to convince anyone that you're an athlete.


4) There is no need to do a racing turn in the slow lane.
Because really. You're not fooling anyone. You look like an idiot and I just nearly got your foot in my face because you're not very good at them.

5) There are steps for getting into the pool. Use them.
Save the jumping in and splashing everyone for parties, holidays and when the pool is full of kids. When it is adult, laned swimming time, you just look like a jerk when you leap into the pool.




 6) Don't spit in the pool.
 Don't spit in the pool! Why would you even think that was okay? Jeez.

7) Don't get in the pool with all your friends, then stand at the end of the lane talking and clogging it up instead of swimming.
I get it, everyone needs a break. But to need a break, it would make sense if you did some exercise first. Oh, you don't want to swim? Then go a sit in the lane that is specifically roped off for people who aren't there to exercise instead of entirely clogging up one end of the exercise lane.

8) Don't stand up and walk halfway down the length.
 Unless you have a cramp that is crippling, or have otherwise injured yourself, don't stop abruptly halfway down the side of the pool and stand up, looking gormless. I am going to swim into you if you do that.

9) If you have stood up, don't then try to turn around and go back the way you came, get out of the way.
Otherwise, see above, I will swim into you.


10) Because it bears reiterating: Don't spit in the pool.
I mean seriously, what is wrong with you?





However, if you decide that you would rather not follow these rules to make swimming happy and pleasant for everyone,  I will accept a donation in the shape of my own private swimming pool. Kthnxbye.





 

Monday, 18 February 2013

Things I Will Never Wear at the Gym

A t-shirt that says "Shedding for the Wedding"

Let's be realistic. You and I both know that the only reason I am going to the gym is so that when I am shoe-horned into a white dress, Greenpeace don't come and try to drag me out to deeper water because I look like Moby Dick's little sister. But people at the gym don't know that. Can't we all just at least pretend that I'm there for more substantial, less vain reasons? That I'm there to improve my way of life, so I stop getting out of breath climbing stairs. Maybe, MAYBE, people might even think I enjoy being there, and that I wouldn't rather be at home eating pie, drinking wine and watching a film where either Ryan Reynolds or Ryan Gosling takes his shirt off.

And even worse, I would rather light myself on fire than wear a shirt that says "Sweating for the Wedding". Way to kill what little allure I'd managed to cling onto whilst doing my impersonation of Jabba the Hutt on the crosstrainer.

(image from RufflesWithLove on Etsy)

Other slogans I will not consider:
- EARN YOUR SHOWER
- WORKING IT FOR THE DRESS
- OPERATION: WEDDING DRESS
- NOT A BRIDEZILLA

Things I might consider:
- I'D RATHER BE SLEEPING
- PIES ARE GREAT
- THIS IS ONLY SO I CAN GET DRUNK TONIGHT AND NOT FEEL GUILTY


 (Image from Spreadshirt.com)


A teeny tiny tanktop and hotpants

Yes, skinny girl at the gym, I'm talking to you. Maybe you are fortunate enough that your thighs don't rub together when you run, but that doesn't mean I want a full unfiltered view of the underside of your arse as you spring merrily onto the treadmill in what is basically your underwear. If I turned up wearing that skimpy little camisole, with my bra showing, and those itty bitty shorts, I'm certain the result would be positively obscene. Also, it's freaking February. Go put some clothes on. What would your mother say if she saw you out of the house dressed like that?


Make-up

Honestly, my face feels gross enough underneath a load of makeup after a night out clubbing, and I get way more hot and sweaty at the gym. Because that's what you're supposed to do there. Surely when you get all sweaty the makeup gunks into your skin, and doesn't your mascara start to clump up or run? And if it doesn't then either you've got really expensive makeup, you're an android, or you're not exercising properly. I shouldn't feel underdressed when I go to the gym - and walking into the changing room often feels like walking into a very exclusive club and the doorman let me in by mistake.


Nothing

Much as I dislike feeling underdressed at the gym, I am profoundly uncomfortable feeling overdressed. My gym is a University gym, reserved entirely for staff and students. This means there is a chance you could be wandering around nekkid and bump into your Lecturer and/or Boss. This appears to not occur to or bother a lot of people at the gym, but frankly the idea of my boss even seeing my sports bra (which is a fairly substantial item of clothing in itself) gives me the wiggins.

Of course, this may be because for a short while after the gym opened, one of the senior members of my department seemed to keep leaping out at me from behind lockers in the changing rooms and scaring the beejeebus out of me. It was like a Monty Python sketch - "No-One expects Viola in her swimsuit!"

Totally aside from that, it's a bit of a sucker-punch to the self-esteem to walk through the door and suddenly be surrounded by tiny naked Chinese girls. It feels like a porny Gulliver's Travels, where I'm a giant and Lilliput is full of Asian Nudists.


My Engagement Ring

Or any jewellery actually. I see a lot of people on forums or on pinterest who have 'gym rings', but this would not work for me.

- Exercise makes me sweaty and gross, and I don't want to associate that feeling with my ring. I don't want my pretty 'tainted' with exercise and fitness and healthy things. I might start taking it off when I eat salads.

- When I get hot and sweaty, I take my jewellery off. I might not even pay attention when I'm doing it. And I've got form for leaving stuff in the cupholders around the gym when I swap equipment. Which, y'know, is bad enough when it's the key to your locker. I'd rather not test myself.



Do you have any Gym No-Nos?