Let me first begin by saying that I’ve had a great training week thus far; I’m getting my hard efforts in, and – to use the words of a previous post – I’m “nailing” them (my stomach may not agree with this statement). Today’s swim workout was no exception. I “nailed” it. And I found a little solace in the meditativeness of my laps, which I was greatly in need of by the time I hit the water.
It was just what I needed. I looked at what I had prescribed for myself this morning, and I remember thinking, “this is going to be awful, I don’t know if I am going to be able to get through this”. I had long intervals today, 600’s and 400’s, distances I sometimes don’t even like to do on the track, let alone as laps in the pool. However, it is for the greater good I told myself; I need to do this, I’ll be better off because of it.
A couple of laps into my warm-up, there was a sense of energy going through my body that I haven’t had during swimming in quite some time, and I was pulling myself through that dihydrogen monoxide substance with an ease and grace that I was starting to think was gone. I felt strong.
I powered through all four 600-yard repeats, the last three being “broken” 600’s. The same held true for the 400’s. I powered through all four of those as well. And when I got to the final 100 yards of my swim day, I let ‘er go. Gave it all I had, and. It. Was. AWESOME. I left the pool happy with the effort I had just put in, an effort the likes of which I have been lacking as of late. Even better, I completed the majority of the workout sans pool toys. After all, I’m not there to play games.
I finished off my training day by teaching a great yoga class in the afternoon. I’m in zen mode now! Relaxed and ready for the next training session. Tomorrow. Strength and more trainer time. It has been a tough hard week, as it should, and I am already looking forward to my recovery week. Perfect. That’s right where I want to be.