The Manatee

I was swimming at the Y yesterday when I saw a very large woman get into the pool and start doing laps.  This lady wasn't just a bit overweight, her torso was almost a perfect sphere (albeit a bit lumpy).

When I swim, I wear goggles, so as you can imagine, I had a clear view of her swimming technique as she dog-paddled by.  (I believe her girth made it so that dog-paddling was the only stroke she could pull off.)  As she languidly slipped by, all I could think was that she looked kind of like a manatee... not exactly what you'd consider appealing, but somehow graceful.  I also pictured myself a mere six months ago, returning to an active lifestyle after two decades of sloth, and thought "good for you."