I've been saying it a lot lately, but here I go again: I'm a little impressed with myself today! I just finished swimming... again! I didn't know if I'd motivate myself to get to the pool this afternoon, but I did. I set a goal of swimming 20laps and managed to get 26 out. There's a little story behind that...
I alternated between 100m freestyle and 100m kickboard to ensure that it stayed as a recovery swim rather than a full-on workout. Anyway, as I got to around the 800m mark I was starting to hurt and looking forward to hitting lap 20. About that same time a whole heap of what had to be male triathletes turned up and decided to congregate at the end of my lane. I hit the 1km mark and my body was screaming stop, unfortunately my head was screaming keep going, as my only other option was to haul my fat arse out of the pool and give all those overly athletic and muscle-bound men a clear view of my fat and cellulite. My brain won and I managed another 6 laps before they bloody decided to get in the water!!! Then they decided to stand around in the water chatting. It was nearly 10mins after they got in that they decided to start swimming. And believe me, I took that opportunity to bolt out of the water and cover my fat arse with a towel.
Perhaps next time I'll wear boardshorts over my swimmers...
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