A few weeks ago I signed up for a Wednesday night swim class at the YMCA (actually, THE YMCA—the one the Village People sang about….ironically, you can no longer stay there because the Y hostel has been replaced by condos).  The rest of the students in my class are non-pregnant people; I got permission to join because I was already active during my pregnancy.  I can swim a bit, but decided to sign up for the intermediate class to work on my form. 

Now, while I knew my ribcage had expanded, I didn’t really think about how it would translate in the water, and I figured my expanding belly would slow me down.  Surprise—I only need to breathe once or twice every 50 yards, which saves a lot of time.  Turns out this makes me the fastest swimmer in the class!  Score.