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Wet Swimming

Duh, right? But what non-swimmers don't get is that it feels so GOOD to swim in the rain. The water is warm, the air is cold and the drops are like little gooey splats of inspiration tiptoeing along your bare back as you grind through the lonnnnng free set your coach has thrust upon you. Or at least that's how it was for me.

And, rain on your back and warm water on your buoyed tummy feel especially good after you have fallen flat on your ass in a swimsuit before dawn, in front of the entire team. Yes, this morning, after slipping on a leaf while quickly attempting to change directions to listen to the warm-up uncharacteristically being explained under the awning, I fell. It didn't hurt but it wasn't pretty. Nothing sexy about a thirty-something year old mom in a black skull swim cap and red striped Christmas suit splayed on the slippery deck.

Anyhoo. The workout:

1000, 800, 600, 400, 300, 200, 100, 75, 50, 25.
yup.

Comments

Nancy said…
awesome recovery though!

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