This is a sort-of catch-up post, as it’s about events of Thursday. Around mid-afternoon Thursday, I really hit a down point, energy-wise. I talked to a friend of mine on the phone and he was like, “you sound really tired.” I’d gone to work with the intention of heading to the pool afterwards, but was beginning to doubt that I’d be able to motivate myself. I tried to drink lots of water to get some energy back.
I’d almost resigned myself to just going home and potentially stepping on the treadmill. Then, on the way home, I decided to go swimming, after all. I turned up the road to the pool and headed on in. I struggled into my suit — a big challenge considering the big belly I’m getting. Then, I found the lane reserved for “slow” swimmers to be occupied. I went in to share the lane, but actually found the guy too slow for me. Wow! I moved over to the “medium” lane — empty — and did around 30 minutes of laps. Some freestyle, some breaststroke and some with a kickboard. It was pretty intense and I think really good exercise for me.
I was so proud of myself for going, even though I was down and tired that afternoon. It was great to be back in the swing of exercise and kind of an ego boost to be “medium” instead of “slow.” Though I know I have PLENTY of way to go before I’m triathlon-fit again, it was really a great experience. Just getting out there and doing it (as Nike says) really helps me envision myself as a triathlete again. I can do it, and I will. Yippee!