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75 and rising

Tim tricked us. Last night he wrote that the heater was fixed and the pool should be up to 80 by this morning. This morning the sign in front said "Heater fixed! Temp up to 75 degrees and rising one degree per half hour!" as if this was a happy declaration.

And so we were faced with whether to jump in. As obsessive-compulsive swimmers, we'd been out of the water for at least three days and a fourth was simply not an option. We took the plunge. And I have to say kudos again to Tim for keeping us moving through the workout...it wasn't half as bad as I expected!

By noon the pool should be its balmy normal temp. I'm already looking forward to tomorrow morning!

*warmup (in this case, warmup (not)): 3 x 250's laps 1, 5, 10 back, rest free

add fins for:

*50 back, 100 kick, 150 free swim
*100 back, 150 kick, 200 free swim
*150 back, 200 kick, 250 free swim
*100 back, 150 kick, 200 free swim
*50 back, 100 kick, 150 free swim

take fins off for:

*4 x 150's done as 25 kick, 50 back, 75 free

GET WARM

Comments

AM! said…
I just have to say that you all simply kick X#$% for just getting out there!!

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