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Too Much Awesome


Aren't they? This is what awaits me every morning when I return from the pool. No, they aren't always wearing matching shirts. And let's be honest, they don't always present me with homemade cards that tell me they love me (see below - what more could a mom want for Valentine's Day than a gangsta inspired note ("You're da best"?)). But, they are always awesome, even when, well, they aren't.



*warm up:
300
250
200

*main set:
75 fast free, 75 easy free, 50 fast stroke, 75 easy free, 25 fast kick, 75 easy free
75 fast free, 100 easy free, 50 fast stroke, 100 easy free, 25 fast kick, 100 easy free
75 fast free, 125 easy free, 50 fast stroke, 125 easy free, 25 fast kick, 125 easy free
75 fast free, 150 easy free, 50 fast stroke, 150 easy free, 25 fast kick, 150 easy free

*last set
25 fast, 25 easy
25 fast, 50 easy
25 fast, 75 easy
25 fast, 100 easy
25 fast, 125 easy
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