Yesterday's workout was an indoor brick and today's workout was swimming.
I wanted to ride and run outside, but the storm from Thursday or one of it's babies, decided it was not to be. So being the trooper (read scared shitless that I won't be prepared) I changed into my workout clothes and headed to the gym. 40 minutes on the bike, then another 2.5 miles on the treadmill. I wanted to go the whole 5K, but my right leg started to talk to me, so I stopped. No need to have a horrid race because I'm stubborn.
Today's swim was rain free. It consisted of a 100 yards of warm up, 100 yards of skills and drills, 2 500 yard time trials and a 50 yard cool down. This is where I got the shock of my life, but not until about an hour after I was done...
I've shaved almost 3 minutes off my very first time trial. WTF?? I know that lesson helped. Even though I'm not perfect every single time, the difference is now I KNOW when I'm doing something wrong. Every 10 strokes or so I check my arm position and placement. Every 3rd breath or so I check my head position. Is my cheek parallel to the bottom of the pool, am I seeing my toes, or a building behind me? I am so getting another lesson.
Tomorrow is packet pick-up!!! But I'm not excited or anything.