Ok – confession time: I took about 3 weeks off from swimming. I know, I know, but it was necessary at first! The first 2 weeks were because I dyed my hair at home and it took that long for my hair to get wet without the red dye dripping out. I don’t know about you, but leaving a trail of red hair dye in the pool sounds more like a nightmare than anything else, so I skipped the pool entirely and worked on my BRICKs. After that, though, I just couldn’t get myself back into the water for another week. I don’t know what it was, but there was some kind of mental block that kept me away. But the tri is in 2 months and I kind of need to swim as much as possible until then, so I made a deal with myself – beginning June 1st swimming and I are becoming best friends until Aug. 3. (And really, what better time to swim a ton than in the summer?) I really don’t hate swimming at all – I’ve always been a beach/pool/water girl. It’s just the whole process of actually getting into the water – once I’m in there I could stay there all day. We’re only 5 days into June, and I’ve been a little fish so far! Here’s a breakdown of what’s been going on:
Sunday: It was a beautiful day – the kind that makes you wish the day would never end and you could just run around like a 6 year old forever. I needed to be out in the sun and recharge my Vitamin D, so I rode 14 miles on my bike around Central Park. I wanted more of an adventure than that but I had a ballet class to get to so I restricted my adventure to the park. Not too shabby in the grand scheme of things, though! After ballet I remembered that it was June 1 and I had to swim. I couldn’t skip the first day of my little deal with myself or that would set the entire plan off on the wrong foot, and so I dragged myself to the pool and slowly picked up where I left off. And guess what? It was fabulous. I could tell that I had taken some time off, but I was doing it and that was all that mattered.
Monday: I woke up early and swam before work.
Back in the pool, back to the grind. The monotonous and continuous motion of stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe was actually very calming first thing in the morning. Who knew? (I used to go to the pool before work here and there, but didn’t remember it being quite that calming.) I kind of loved being there so early in the morning. There were other people there, but it was relatively empty and quiet compared to how it is on the weekends or when I go after work – a great way to begin the week.
Tuesday: More swimming before work. Can you tell I’m serious about this whole swimming thing? I was faster than Monday and was able to swim many more continuous laps than when I was there on Sunday, and it felt good. That night I went to my usual Muay Thai class (that place is still one of my favorite places to be!) and talked swimming with one of the guys who is also doing the triathlon. When I got home there was a package waiting for me – my wetsuit!!!
I love that thing and it makes me feel like a superhero!
Wednesday: It was National Running Day so I woke up bright and early for a 7 mile run before work! Then I threw my bathing suit and wetsuit into my bag and waited anxiously for the work day to end so that I could get to the TNT group swim and test out my wetsuit. Swimming in a wetsuit is SO COOL. I felt faster, lighter, float-ier – a little Michael Phelps in training!
Today will just be a Muay Thai day, followed by a long bike adventure tomorrow since I have the day off of work. Then… the first open water swim at Coney Island with TNT followed by a team run on the boardwalk!!! I can’t wait to get into that water.