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81 and Risen

The swim today was like a dunk in a bath house compared to yesterday. I realized that yesterday I just couldn't get my breath, what with all the cold plus the kicking that makes me wheeze in normal temperatures. But really, who am I to complain? I figure that all those people I know who don't swim must feel like that every time they try to swim. Am I alone or do you all hear from most of your friends when you suggest they come join up for some workouts, "I can't breathe. I'm totally uncomfortable. I hate it."

This lung constriction or at least the thought that they won't be able to comfortably breathe must be what is keeping most folks away from the water (at least in summer months. I get it - we're nuts to be swimming in the winter months).

Anyway, today was wonderful. Thank you lovely heater fixer people!

*warmup: 500 free, 300 back to breast by 50

*600 IM done loosely

add paddles for:

*900, 600, 300 each broken into thirds as moderate, moderate/hard, hard

*final 100 broken without paddles
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