As the melting and recovering of snow struggles, the hassle of digging your way out of this horrible weather continues. People tell me how ready they are for Spring. I'm ready too. I also feel a sense of not wanting to speed things up.
"Over the past month you've improved immensely." I was told at last night's swim class. I didn't answer him but nodded as I cleared up my goggles that continuously fogs up. We had many more laps of swimming at a high speed left.
After the speed swim, I had yet another couple laps of swimming on top of a kickboard. This drill tests your mental capacity to stay focused on your body keeping the board under you while you move forward. Last week, I was left with my board popping out from under me about three or four times per length. It would stay in my lane sometimes and other times it went into other lanes. My record is two lanes.
I struggled keeping the board under me and I made the personal oath that I would just move forward. I tried to tell myself, just maintain the long neck and straight back (at the instructor's suggestion) to keep it under me. The board wiggled and twitched and found its way out from under me and popped up to the first lane--two lanes away.
In horror, I spotted it and knew I had to grab it before somebody swam into it and became annoyed with my regular incompetence. I looked across the two lanes at the orange board floating. Swimmers drove their bodies up and down lanes disregarding anything around them. Typically, you don't have to worry about people swimming perpendicular in the pool.
Today, though, I had to get across to grab my board. I look both ways and crossed. Ducking under the lines, I made it to the first lane. In the second lane, I waited for the traffic to pass and I swam under the line to grab the board and try to swim under both lines back to my area. It had suddenly turned from a game of position my body into a game of underwater Frogger.
I was a mess and continued to let the board pop out from under me. I spoke the word "Sorry." more times than I think I ever have.
Last night, I was surprised to find myself finishing a lap while keeping the board under my torso the whole length.
But I was so tired from the speedwork. My shoulders and arms are sore today. The work I'm accomplishing in this class is great but I worry about what lies ahead. I look foward to warm weather and I need it but I worry what it brings. I don't think I need more heartache that I got from past triathlon experiences but I have to remain poised to be challenged.
"Over the past month you've improved immensely." I was told at last night's swim class. I didn't answer him but nodded as I cleared up my goggles that continuously fogs up. We had many more laps of swimming at a high speed left.
After the speed swim, I had yet another couple laps of swimming on top of a kickboard. This drill tests your mental capacity to stay focused on your body keeping the board under you while you move forward. Last week, I was left with my board popping out from under me about three or four times per length. It would stay in my lane sometimes and other times it went into other lanes. My record is two lanes.
I struggled keeping the board under me and I made the personal oath that I would just move forward. I tried to tell myself, just maintain the long neck and straight back (at the instructor's suggestion) to keep it under me. The board wiggled and twitched and found its way out from under me and popped up to the first lane--two lanes away.
In horror, I spotted it and knew I had to grab it before somebody swam into it and became annoyed with my regular incompetence. I looked across the two lanes at the orange board floating. Swimmers drove their bodies up and down lanes disregarding anything around them. Typically, you don't have to worry about people swimming perpendicular in the pool.
Today, though, I had to get across to grab my board. I look both ways and crossed. Ducking under the lines, I made it to the first lane. In the second lane, I waited for the traffic to pass and I swam under the line to grab the board and try to swim under both lines back to my area. It had suddenly turned from a game of position my body into a game of underwater Frogger.
I was a mess and continued to let the board pop out from under me. I spoke the word "Sorry." more times than I think I ever have.
Last night, I was surprised to find myself finishing a lap while keeping the board under my torso the whole length.
But I was so tired from the speedwork. My shoulders and arms are sore today. The work I'm accomplishing in this class is great but I worry about what lies ahead. I look foward to warm weather and I need it but I worry what it brings. I don't think I need more heartache that I got from past triathlon experiences but I have to remain poised to be challenged.
