I had no excuse other than being tired...but I just didn't want to go to the gym this morning. Sometimes it's hard for me to do "real" workouts in the morning. I knew if I went to the gym this morning, I would just be wasting time, faking a workout.
I decided that sleep was more important than a fake workout.
But the triathlon is getting closer and "real" workouts are getting closer...and I avoided the pool throughout the entire month of January...
So it is time to get reacquainted with the pool. It's time to learn how to swim one mile.
I decided to try 0-to-1650 awhile ago. I started at week one, and it was easy. Too easy.
So I decided to give "Week 3" a chance when I hit the pool on Wednesday morning. To my surprise, the workout was great. I find that if I'm in the pool, swimming with purpose, I actually enjoy myself.
Although I suck at counting. My mind starts to wander. I lose track of what lap I'm on.
Anyway.
Back to today. So I skipped my morning workout. But fear is a great motivator, and drowning while attempting my first half-ironman is not the way I want to go.
So, over lunch I skipped off to the pool, to pay penance for my delicious morning of sleeping in (totally worth it, by the way).
I was set to do 600 yards for my first set. So I hopped in the pool and did 600 yards. But I still felt good and I didn't want to stop.
So I didn't. I kept swimming. 700. 900. 1100. I finally threw in the proverbial towel after 1250. That's the farthest distance I've ever covered in the pool without stopping.
I came back to the office with huge goggle marks on my face. And a smile. Yay!
I decided that sleep was more important than a fake workout.
But the triathlon is getting closer and "real" workouts are getting closer...and I avoided the pool throughout the entire month of January...
So it is time to get reacquainted with the pool. It's time to learn how to swim one mile.
I decided to try 0-to-1650 awhile ago. I started at week one, and it was easy. Too easy.
So I decided to give "Week 3" a chance when I hit the pool on Wednesday morning. To my surprise, the workout was great. I find that if I'm in the pool, swimming with purpose, I actually enjoy myself.
Although I suck at counting. My mind starts to wander. I lose track of what lap I'm on.
Anyway.
Back to today. So I skipped my morning workout. But fear is a great motivator, and drowning while attempting my first half-ironman is not the way I want to go.
So, over lunch I skipped off to the pool, to pay penance for my delicious morning of sleeping in (totally worth it, by the way).
I was set to do 600 yards for my first set. So I hopped in the pool and did 600 yards. But I still felt good and I didn't want to stop.
So I didn't. I kept swimming. 700. 900. 1100. I finally threw in the proverbial towel after 1250. That's the farthest distance I've ever covered in the pool without stopping.
I came back to the office with huge goggle marks on my face. And a smile. Yay!
Labels: Just Keep Swimming
5 Comments:
wow you are pretty much AWESOME :) great job on the swimming!! the pool scares me.
Great job! And thanks for posting again as it has allayed my fears that you had drowned. In either snow or water. It was a toss up really. ;)
Um . . . you, madam? Are a machine! What an amazing swim! Way to go ;)
I haven't swum since Chisago. For really. And can you please quote the proverb that indicates 1250 is a good number? :-)
I don't even know how far 1250 is in terms of swimming since I don't do it, but it sounds crazy!!!! haha Great job on getting your swim on! :)
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