Today was another one of those days I considered blowing off the workout. I was exhausted, sore, bruised and with only 4.5 hours of sleep wasn’t sure I could even stay awake for the dive to the Y. As is generally the case, the hardest part is just getting out of bed, once I was up and moving (on in my case, hunched over and shuffling) I felt…better…lets go with that.
I got to the Y a little later than I had wanted and MK was already there and doing these fantastic, smooth, relaxed, graceful laps. I gave serious consideration to doing a cannon ball right next to her, but my pain level prevented me =) I spent some time talking with MK and she gave me some pointers and advise. My warm up was just a few laps and my shoulder voiced its displeasure with the day’s festivities. As is usually the case I told it to shut up! Unfortunately for me the rest of my body seemed to agree with my shoulder.
When I first started this, MK had suggested pool-shoes for when I have to run in the pool. I took her suggestion and got some. As a result my feet were spared the cheese grater that is the bottom of the pool last week. Today however they were not so lucky. I did not forget my pool shoes, but rather I left them in my locker and I hurt too bad to drag my fat ass out of the pool and go back to the locker room. I did my pool running, which still seems so much harder than I feel it should be, but the bottoms of my feet are totally trashed. It should be fun and exciting at karate tonight!
Last week I really struggled in the pool, my technique was bad, my breathing was bad, my rhythm was bad, it was all bad. This week was better, I think. I blame MK =)! She’s a great teacher. She shows me something, gives me tips and then sends me on my way. After a couple of laps she gives me something else to work on. Turns out that while I understand the concept of bilateral breathing (the ability t breath off both the right and the left side), I seem unable to actually do it. With her assistance, I managed to figure it out, it’s still ugly, but it’ll get better (I say that a lot) She also helped me stop “windmilling”. I would keep my arms pretty much straight throughout the stroke, thus giving me the appearance of a windmill in the water. Turns out I have these things called elbows and I need to bend my damn arms while swimming. And you know what, when I do, swimming is so much easier!
Overall today was a win in the pool, while I still have SO much to lean, I felt like I made some kind of progress!