Tuesday, March 1, 2011

There was only one other swimmer in the pool

Along with a whole lot of floaties. The evening crowd at Canyon Meadows is quite a bit different than the morning crowd. The morning people get, swim, and get on with getting ready for work. The evening crowd stands around, thinking about getting in. Then they thrash around. The first half of the swim was ok; I had a lane to myself, but then they gradually moved in on me. Pity the other swimmer was in the next lane.

Swam 45 minutes easy front crawl, trying to remember how to do it, getting my feel for the water back. Worked on different aspects of my stroke. It turns out I've almost forgotten how to dolphin kick; that sure went away quickly. If I do another swim this week I'll have it again. Lots of pull. 1.25 hrs altogether. Lots of stretching after.

No idea when I'm going to be able to run. Thursday will be warm enough, but I'm supposed to meet some buddies after work for a beer. Here's the forecast for the rest of the week. Yeah, I'm feeling the love from all of you jostling me as we get our run stuff on to head out in a mini-herd, huddling together for warmth.

1 comment:

  1. There was only one other swimmer in the pool

    For some reason, I expected this post to be about sperm count.

    And, unless I'm misinterpreting it, it was. Isn't "dolphin kick" Kanadian slang for "sex"? As in, "We really kicked up a dolphin last night, eh, you hoser?"

    -25 Celsius? Pfffttt! That could mean anything.


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