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High and Shirtless

I was in the city yesterday (see photo) at Delores Park and it was HOT, as it will be today. I made the mistake of wearing a short sleeved sweater and I was definitely the only one in one of those (also probably the only one who wasn't under 30, high or either shirtless or about to take off my shirt). Aside from the Hell of parking (took an hour) within a mile of the park, it was great to visit the other side of suburbia and see what the young people are doing. Good thing I didn't bring my kids. So, you noon swimmers are in for a massive treat today. 82 degrees in November. Now THAT'S why I'll never live anywhere but California. That and I couldn't bear to move away from this particular pool. Great workout today thank you Tim! warmup: 2 x 250, 2 x 125, last 50 stroke add pull gear for: 50 scull, 100 drill, 200 strong 50 scull, 100 drill, 400 strong 50 scull, 100 drill, 600 strong remove pull gear for: 3 x 25s drill, 3 x 75s strong repeat 2x

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