An ode to neighboring swimmer in green
I thought you were fast
Lapped me again!
But you were flippered.
I supposed it could be that the reason I lost track of my laps was because I was busy pretending to be Poet Laureate of Gill Park, but the truth is, I've never been any good at counting laps. I like to forget things.
Anyway, today was the first workout of many, as prescribed to me by one very scary Coach Mike. We're in something he calls "transition" phase, which calls to mind haphazard dashing from one discipline to another, but which apparently means transitioning ME from sluggish boozehound to lean mean triathloning machine.
For the first five weeks Coach Mike has me on timed workouts only, and that suits me just fine.
Today's swim was a 40-minute crawl. I slept a whopping four hours, and not very good ones at that, and popped awake at 5:34. I tried in vain to get back to sleep until the alarm went off, but that didn't happen.
The swim itself was fine, except for the annoying flippered swimmer mentioned above, and I enjoyed myself. I had a funny wobbly moment when I got out of the pool after exactly 40 minutes and 27 seconds and somewhere between 30 and 32 laps. At the moment, four hours after my swim, my right hamstring feels a little tight, and I do remember actually whacking myself in the back of my head with my left hand during one stroke recovery, so those things bear mentioning and learning from. (Hi, stroke assistance, anyone?)
Tomorrow it's a swim and then short jog (20-25 minutes, says Coach Mike; no more). We'll see how this all comes together. My first 5K is January 20th, and I have a 10K scheduled February 2nd, so I'm eager to get some runs in.
Until then--cheers from this side of the Atlantic.
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I can't wait to hear how this coaching thing comes off Miss Midwesterly! Obviously Mike has mega credentials so you can't fail to benefit from it. My personal feelings on coaching waver between "Ooooh I'd really like to do that," and "No way would I respond well to someone else telling me how and when I should be exercising." Only because I tend to just go and do stuff as and when I feel like it. Which probably can only get me so far. Hmm ... we'll have to see.
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