Just call me Aqua Woman
My arms were shaking. No wait, scratch that, they were quaking as I repeatedly lifted my body up out of the water and then slowly back down again, with just my wet, slippery hands planted flat over the ledge for support. Are you freaking kidding me? I’m doing pushups in the pool? I don’t even do pushups on dry land, let alone anything with my arms, but here I am up down, up down, up down, holy crap, my arms are going to cave. Welcome to extreme aqua running. A couple weeks ago my favourite ironchickie started the process of becoming an ironchickie coach, which is a two-year process that, among other things, requires her to volunteer 75 hours of coaching time. When I discovered this, I was super excited, and I was all in for submitting my name as guinea pig. That excitement, however, soon turned to fear. Two […]
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