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5 Things I love about 500's

1. They are long and usually consist of freestyle.
2. They fire us ladies up (a good hard swim and resultant adrenaline rush will do that) and the locker room is raucous after the workout. Today Rebecca told Lanshin, who is in her second trimester with boy*girl twins (yay Lanshin, more swimmers!), that her black spandex maternity pants would be much more classy if they were made out of velour and had "Hot Mama" printed in rhinestones across the butt. That's good locker talk.
3. They make for a fun game: seeing which lane mate will fight hardest to be last in line to capitalize on the draft. They also inspire discussions over whether the lane leader has counted correctly and over or undershot the 20 lap distance. Note to Lane two swimmers: my count is never off. Just follow me.
4. A group of them together (like today) makes for very little explanation time. Bad news: no chance to hear Tim's subtle sarcastic remarks. Good news: no chance for me to freeze up between swims.
5. The occurrence of sets that consist of 500's convince me that the money I'm slipping Tim is worth it. Someone else clearly paid for the backstroke portion of today's workout:

*8, 7, 6, 5, 4 laps of freestyle
*4 x 500's with 45 seconds rest in-between
1. first 25 and last 25 backstroke, rest freestyle
2. broken for five seconds at the 25 (back), then 50 (free), then 75 (free back free), then 100 (free), repeat 100, 75, 50, 25.
Repeat 1 and 2 for #'s 3 and 4 and try to beat times on the total 500 for #3 and on the 100's pace for #4.
*3 x 100's (100 free, 75 free 25 back, 50 free 50 back) done with matched times.
*3 x 50's (50 free, 25 free 25 back, 50 back) done with matched times.
*25 floaty free
*25 sprint free

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Unknown said…
Ouch, ouch, ouch.
Hope the quads feel better tomorrow!
So fun to read your writing, as always!
H.

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