Up at 5 AM for morning swim. Got my get-ready routine down pat: Up, dress, fill water bottle, eat small snack, begin to stretch and limber up, gather bag and keys, drive to campus. Walk over to pool, enter dark cold locker room, leave warm clothes in locker (feeling urge to scream), get in pool. Yeah, that's it. Swim, of course.
Oddly, or not, crackers and raisins are doing the best as a snack before the workout, washed down with water. I'm happy to say I'm still discovering little things like that even now after so many years of swimming.
Quote of the day from coach: "Your butterfly looks fine; nothing wrong that a few million laps of butterfly won't cure."
Sigh.
Best part of swim: Dawn at the end of the workout. It's a magical moment that makes you feel both crazy and very privileged. You've done something challenging, gotten yourself into a position to be able to see one of the greatest free shows available to mankind, and you're nicely relaxed from the exercise. That is one very specific groove.
Friday, January 14, 2011
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