The Dream-Day 87

Last night's swim trepidation was validated right away. After a 200 yard warm up, training got under way with a 200 yard set at L4 (6 out of 10 effort). Granted, we swam it more like an L5 (7.5 out of 10), but about 100 yards in I started to panic. It's hard to convey to someone that hasn't experienced this before, but the best analogy I can come up with is doing super high cardio, heart is pounding, and you have to stop and grab your knees. However, you're in water and your brain is frantically waving it's arms like the robot in Lost In Space saying, "Danger, Will Robinson!".

I experienced this bout of anxiety several times during the first 2 months of swim training, but it dissipated as swim fitness improved. The 2 weeks I missed due to tapering & recovery for the 1/2 IM and my bike mishap last weekend set me back considerably.

I got home around 8:30pm, shoved some food in my gob, and passed out around 10pm. Got up at 5am this morning, and got in 2,500 lethargic meters (1.55 mi) at the open water swim. Felt like I was swimming through motor oil. Every day brings on new challenges. Doesn't it always?

Gorgeous morning for a not so gorgeous swim.