Unfortunately, I've let my swimming lapse a bit. Like a week and a half lapse. I'll have to get back on the horse here soon.
I biked the Ironman loop on Saturday with Killebrew, followed by a short run. Wind and cold made it difficult to finish. A welcome stop in Cross Plains made the bike ride enjoyable.
The night before, I sent Killebrew a text message after two beers, "bring your wet suit and lets [sic] see what the waters [sic] like at firemans park [sic]". I believe he replied something like "Your [sic] crazy" or something close to that, then he turned to mention, "I like it".
We returned to the parking lot after our brick workout, we put on our wet suits. It was still a bit windy and cold. Our bodies, though, had worked hard enough that cold water would be a welcome relief. It might have even been that we put on our wet suits because neither of us wanted to back down.
Walking down to the water, I could feel it getting colder. The water was actually emitting cold air. When my feet got into the water, I felt like I was putting them into a glass of ice water. I slowly put myself into the quarry's water while Shawn finished putting his wet suit on. Little by little, I knew that it was not the best idea to swim in this thing. It had to be close to 45-50 degree water.
"Let's just swim across and back," Shawn told me.
"No. You can. I'm getting out after a little while."
"Just over and back."
"No."
"20 Strokes. C'mon."
"No."
Shawn begins swimming across. By the time he made it to the other side, I was beginning to head back. I think I only made it out to the middle of the lake when I decided that my lungs were contracting and breathing way too fast to swim.
I stepped out of the water and I see Shawn look across the water at me. He swims back and hits his watch, "Two and a half minutes."
"Awesome." I shiver.
My open water swim classes started today but there was no way I was going to make it in THAT water THIS morning. I'm getting the chills just thinking about it.
I biked the Ironman loop on Saturday with Killebrew, followed by a short run. Wind and cold made it difficult to finish. A welcome stop in Cross Plains made the bike ride enjoyable.
The night before, I sent Killebrew a text message after two beers, "bring your wet suit and lets [sic] see what the waters [sic] like at firemans park [sic]". I believe he replied something like "Your [sic] crazy" or something close to that, then he turned to mention, "I like it".
We returned to the parking lot after our brick workout, we put on our wet suits. It was still a bit windy and cold. Our bodies, though, had worked hard enough that cold water would be a welcome relief. It might have even been that we put on our wet suits because neither of us wanted to back down.
Walking down to the water, I could feel it getting colder. The water was actually emitting cold air. When my feet got into the water, I felt like I was putting them into a glass of ice water. I slowly put myself into the quarry's water while Shawn finished putting his wet suit on. Little by little, I knew that it was not the best idea to swim in this thing. It had to be close to 45-50 degree water.
"Let's just swim across and back," Shawn told me.
"No. You can. I'm getting out after a little while."
"Just over and back."
"No."
"20 Strokes. C'mon."
"No."
Shawn begins swimming across. By the time he made it to the other side, I was beginning to head back. I think I only made it out to the middle of the lake when I decided that my lungs were contracting and breathing way too fast to swim.
I stepped out of the water and I see Shawn look across the water at me. He swims back and hits his watch, "Two and a half minutes."
"Awesome." I shiver.
My open water swim classes started today but there was no way I was going to make it in THAT water THIS morning. I'm getting the chills just thinking about it.
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