Oh, How The Mighty Have Fallen
So today was my first day back in the pool. I haven’t swam since September 11th, 2005 - not a single yard. Still, I guess I didn’t expect to fall off the wagon quite as bad as I have. Swimming has normally been my forte and the thing that I worry least about. I’m not a blazing fast swimmer, but of the three sports of triathlon, I do proportionally the best at it.
Rewind to Wisconsin… I swam 1:00:22 for the 2.4 miles. That about 1:35 pace per 100 meters (probably 1:28 pace in yards).
Today… after 500 or so warm up (while the rest of the pool did around 1,000). The first set was 12×100 - first 6 on 1:30 and the last 6 on 1:25. I do my first 2 on 1:30. Shoulders and back were on fire. So I decide to drop down to doing 75s instead. I cranked out 4 of those… and was done. My arms were so tired, I could barely get them out of the water anymore. Ugh. 1,000 yards in 30 minutes. That’s pretty sad. :( And something tells me that even that sad effort is going to have me sore tomorrow. Bleh.
But in more cheery news, congrats to Wil for being the first to identify the votive candle holder in the “What Is This?” post. I, along with many of you, thought that was the coolest shot glass holder ever! I was all ready to register for one until I found out what it’s really supposed to be used for. It totally lost all its luster after that. :)