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The value of Grandparents...

...is, of course, immeasurable. And, my mom and step-dad's value increases exponentially on days like yesterday. They arrived mid-day after I'd spent the morning doing the reluctant first drop off at summer camp for one kid, followed by a multiple hour long butts up tourney (if you haven't played butts up yet, you're in for a treat. I promise to post the rules soon.) with my youngest and a few neighbors I agreed to watch.

Sure, I love taking a morning with the kids, but by noontime on my non-swim-morning days, the pool beckons. I missed the noon workout and thus scooted over to crank out 3,000 yards on my own in 45 minutes. Boring as hell, but efficient to say the least. Next time you need a self-imposed workout, try this one, as it seemed to fly by painlessly:

*warmup: 500 free
*600 free done as 100 free/stroke, 100 drill, 100 basic swim (repeat twice)
*2 x 300's free descending by 100
*400 free, done as 100 free/stroke, 100 basic (repeat twice)
*2 x 200's free descending by 100
*200 free done as 100 free/stroke, 100 basic
*2 x 100's free descending by 50
*warm down: 100 free

This morning's workout was slightly harder to recall, both because my email attacked me in the early morning and made me late, and because there was lots of kicking and sprinting (ew).

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