How has it been 7 days since I last swam?
Not going to workout one day leads to another day, then to another one, and pretty soon, you’re in a situation where a whole week has passed and you haven’t been in the pool.
Well, at least I finally made it back to the pool today. I definitely felt more sore than usual, but it was still great to feel the water again.
The longer I stay out of the water, the more sore my muscles become, due to the lack of stretching out.
I bestowed my stick figure with a gold medal today, due to my breaking through my 7 day unplanned hiatus from swimming. I’m proud of myself.
Halfway through this past week, I told myself to just give up on swimming, and take a break for 3 months.
Luckily, I ignored the advice from negative me.
And, just so everyone is aware, I realize my drawings are still at the level of a kindergartner. I’m considering commissioning Imagineer, my 8 year old, to draw for me, until I have sufficient time to improve my drawing skills.
But the truth is, sufficient time will most likely not present itself in my life for another 15 years, when Bam-Bam graduates from high school……oh well…….
Here’s the workout….
Swim Workout October 6, 2012
500 swim free
3 x (3×50), 1: scull down, swim back 2: build 3: fast down, slow back
12×25 fast down, easy back
Then, the clencher…..
10×100 your choice, all out on the 2:00
200 warm down
2450 total yards
As usual, I’m glad I got myself out of bed to make this workout, but it was very, very difficult. And, as usual, I need to get in bed earlier at night.
The 10x100s would have been much more productive if I had a little more gusto left at the end of workout.
After swimming, I was off to watch two soccer games, one for my four year old, and one for my 8 year old. Mountain Man and I had to divide and conquer, so he went to my 10 year old’s game.
I was much happier watching these games knowing that I had gotten my workout in already. The lovely smell of chlorine on my skin is my sign that I took care of the working out business for the day.
Apparently, the chlorine smell is my personal sign of triumph.
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