Swimmingly (Part Deaux)

This started out as me telling my mom about my new little treat I get when I'm done swimming.  This week I've adjusted my schedule a bit and now when I am just getting out of the pool there a man getting in, a very serious swimmer type, with really lovely and incredible abs.  Seriously, I have no idea what this man looks like.  Only his abs.

Then the thought went to... wow, I'd really like abs like that (only on a girl).  Do you think you can get those from swimming?  My mom said when she swam she was always sore in places that one would think would eventually give you those kind of abs.  And I mean, look at Michael Phelps.  (Oh, and I was going to put a picture of him so you'd know what I mean, but I was too embarrassed, so you'll have to just use your imagination.)

Then I said, you know, I haven't been sore.  I mean, sometimes when I wake up I'm a little sore, but it goes away pretty quickly.  My mom kept talking about being sore from swimming.  After awhile it dawned on me.  I take a lot of pain killers - a decent dose every four hours.  Of course I'm not sore!  We had a chuckle over this and she said I get to exercise with impunity!

I am and it's great!

As of yesterday I am back on all but one of my medications.  It is an incredible blessing, a gift.  Haven't heard anything from the University of Utah clinic.  However, I can't help but feel like I am on the right track.