A Proper Flogging
If I were a shark, I think I'd have really dull teeth. At least that's how I feel at masters. I swim in the advanced lane so I guess that would make me a shark (going by the classification system the Y used when I was a kid - I started as a minnow and now that I'm 35 I've finally made it to shark) but I get absolutely destroyed in that lane. It's brutal. It's a beating. A proper flogging as some might say.
You're probably wondering why I keep swimming in the advanced lane. To be completely honest....I don't know. I'm too stubborn to drop down to the intermediate lane I guess. And I like the yardage the advanced lanes do. And I'm convinced it will make me faster.
Last night was especially tough, and I should have seen it coming because the whole night started on a bad note. Before class I dropped my favorite swim cap in the urinal. Kiss that cap good-bye (not literally) because there is absolutely no way I'm pulling something from the urinal and putting it on my head.
Here's the beating:
100 swim/100 kick/100 pull/ 100 IM
8x50 on 1:00
8x25 Breath Control (3,2,1,0)
Remember my post about the nipple freeze? You know, yesterday's post. I also post my blog on iamtri.com and someone posted a link to this fine product...
It DOES exist.