Just when I think it couldn’t get any worse…
October 23rd, 2009Swimming totally redeems itself!
Last night we got back into the Thursday night Riptide tradition of Team Goals: a bunch of all-out 100s, with an in-water start. Swimming still hasn’t been going too well, 1:20s are usually a struggle, even with decent rest and I haven’t swam all-out since August, so I didn’t have incredibly high hopes for the workout. The one “good” thing about Team Goals is that it’s a short practice, rarely over 3000y. Last year I started off around doing these around 1:12s, then by Christmas I was hitting all of them under 1:10, and eventually got to a 1:05, but mostly hovered around 1:06/1:07.
Last night they were on the 4:00 (for non-swimmers, this means if you come in at 1:30, you get 2:30 rest). Of course I got put in the lane with my fiancé/business partner/roommate/co-Gully owner/aquatic nemesis.
First one. All out.
1:14. There is no way I can do that again. I am totally spent. How can I possibly feel so awful and out of shape?
Second one. I’m still sucking wind from the first one.
1:16.5. I quit.
Third one. Obviously I didn’t quit.
1:17. Ok I’m done.
Fourth one. I can tell that Jordan thinks I’m starting to feel sorry for myself and I want to prove him wrong.
1:11. Yay.
Fifth one.
1:07.5.
Sixth one.
1:08.
Finished!
I needed that swim! Maybe I didn’t reach my triathlon peak at the age of 24 after all. And as for my aquatic nemesis? He had a good workout and is now off to Texas this morning to race the Austin 70.3 on Sunday. I think his Tweet says it best:
jordanj191 After a race season with a broken chain, broken tibia/torn meniscus, giardia, flat tire/crash I’m due for a good race Sunday!






























