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Toenail Saga

I know, I've been SO bad. No blogging for a week. For shame. But, my toenail has been falling off, and while this is no excuse for not typing with my fingers, there it is. It's ripping off sideways, from the right, and though it doesn't hurt while playing soccer (odd), it flaps in the water - a lone stiff flag in a deep blue sky of liquid - and tugs just a little bit against my flesh each time I push off the wall. I've been swimming with my toes crossed for weeks to prevent maximum flappage, and it just isn't cutting it anymore (I launched my foot into a chair this weekend and nearly collapsed in pain as the toenail nearly came clean off).

This morning I entered the water with three band-aids wrapped around my toe. They slipped off by the third 125. Luckily, Doctor Lanshin suggested I hop out and wrap Scotch tape around it "like, 1000 times". This worked. It's still working. I am now doing an experiment to see how many days of swimming I can get through with one application of massive amounts of Scotch tape. I will keep you posted. I know, on the edges of your seats aren't you?

workout today:

SPRINTS...YECH!

*warmup: 4 x 125's free easy, 4 x 100's free harder

*4 x 25's kick, then fast turnover, kick, fast turnover; 4 x 50's fast (1 part swim, 2 parts rest)
*4 x 25's kick, then fast turnover, kick, fast turnover; 3 x 100's fast (1 part swim, 2 parts rest)
*4 x 25's kick, then fast turnover, kick, fast turnover; 4 x 50's fast (1 part swim, 2 parts rest)

*100 back; 100 breast; 100 back to breast

*100 in under 55 strokes total
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