Slept like garbage again.
Woke up at 8:45. Realize am on deadline. Bang out article; mess about with it until 11:45. Strap on pack and jog to pool by roundabout way in order to accomodate Coach Mike's workout for the day:
Do you want to know how long it took me do this measly 2.17 miles? 23:20 minutes. That's how long. Ergo, Excruiciating Slowness Day.
Next I got into the pool. The workout, basic crawl, felt fine. I'm increasingly aware of how little I use my legs, which might account for my Excruciating Slowness, but which could also be labeled Extreme Lassitude.
Anyway, my goggles snapped at 26 minutes, and I was only at 24 laps. I got annoyed and then realized I could tie the rubber strap back onto the frame, so I did that, and finished out at 39 minutes for 30 laps. Why, yes, I was annoyed.
By the by, I'd like to take this moment to eulogize my goggles. I bought them in Taiwan for $1 at the hotel that my brother, my cousins and I were staying in. I bought a swim cap to go with it too (it's fabric and doesn't pull at my hair). The swim cap was $.50, or something. Aren't my goggles fabulous? They're pink! They've lasted for over two years! At a buck, they were a far smarter investment than my Aquaphores, which lasted one whole workout before they started leaking to beat the band. And they say, "Quick" on them. Something I must adopt as my personal mantra, after today's icky workout...
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