This week has been a refreshing change. Instead of lamenting my inability to run without pain (the foot's definitely improving, thank you so much for your concern!), I have been enjoying the break and hogging the pool. Granted, my style and technique leave much to be desired; and as far as speed is concerned, I am off the charts...and I mean way off every swim pace chart you will ever find. But given the fact that I have never taken formal swimming lessons, and that until last year, "swimming" to me meant floating in the pool while occasionally taking a few frantic stabs at the water, I consider today's performance somewhat of an accomplishment.
Monday: 500 yards
Tuesday: 1000 yards
Wednesday: 1600 yards - I swam a combination of freestyle, breast and back stroke, even threw in a few laps of the butterfly...and after 1600 yards, still had the energy to keep going. But the fear of falling asleep after 64 excruciatingly slow laps, not to mention the grand finale of American Idol made me throw in the towel and head home.
Speaking of American Idol...what a show! Every year, the season finale was somehow more spectacular and memorable than the previous year. This year's finale attracted 100 million votes and had almost half of Hollywood in attendance! The target demographic for this show is 18-49, so I don't feel out of place. Actually, DH is the fan of the show...(ahem...he even votes occasionally). I just watch random episodes, enjoy the theatrics, know who the contestants are...and most years, pick out a favorite. But I always watch the 2-hour finale. And DH is of course, glued to the couch for the entire 2 hours.
This show has special meaning for me. American Idol is as old as my marriage, and has been aired since the year I arrived in the US. It represents to me, what I have grown to admire in America...the voice of the people; reminding me that anyone can get anywhere by hard work and dedication; dream big and grow as big as your dreams. Congratulations, Kris Allen!