Friday, September 30, 2011

Worky work, busy bee!

Seems like this week was chaotic and fast.  Thursday morning was swim time again.  I held on for all of practice today.  Thursday is more technique work so it's easier for me to keep up.  Even though we were to do 6 x 50's in 1:00 so I just basically swam a 300 straight for that one.  No need to stop for 2 seconds.  We also did this cool thing where there were 3 of us in a lane testing out drafting.  For my turn it was two of the guys on the sides of the land with fins on and me in the center with no fins.  The key is to leave the wall just a split second after they do to ride the draft they create.  It was a pretty cool phenomenon as I was able to keep up and not feel like I was working really hard to do it. 

Then it was off to a REALLY long but productive day at work.  I had told Shawn I'd be later but he didn't seem to hear me and had the aura of annoyance by it when I got home.  My goal was to finish as much as I could to try to not have to go in Friday.  I was successful in this, but it makes for a long and mentally draining day. 

This morning I decided to get up again to swim.  The girls both wanted to get up.  After I ate, Sadie scooted out the dog door onto the patio and started barking like crazy.  I'm pretty sure it was directed towards the neighbor's sprinkler as it hit the leaves of one of the palms.  Once she goes, Nicki goes, and then it's barkey malarkey.  Finally got them quiet and back to bed.  As it was my first Friday, I didn't really know what to expect, but it's basically a do-your-own-thing kind of day.  So I worked on technique, flip turns, and kicking.  I saw at least one of my 50's in the low 0:50's, so that was nice.  As with anything, time in practice only makes you better.  Friday is also the day when the group goes for a ride.  Today is the last day for the one coach who gave me some lessons after my bike crash so we had a nice little chat about riding.  One of these days I'll start riding with the group.  Just not crazy about the idea of being in a line.  But I have to get out there.

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