I freaked out in my wetsuit yesterday. It felt hard to breath. Not actually in my lungs, but it was hard to get my head in the right position to breath. I felt like the neck on the back of the wetsuit was pushing against my head when I lifted it up or turned it to the side to breath.
I don't know if the wetsuit is too small or just not the right fit. I'll need to check peeps out on Saturday, our mock Tri, and see how high it goes up on their necks.
Now I'm just embarrassed at the whole episode. I finished all my laps, after my fellow Diva, Cathy, fixed my neck so it wasn't so high, and I raced into shore because I just wanted to be out. I ended up crying in front of Martha when I just wanted to ask if she thought it was too high on my neck.
I don't cry. Not because I think it's a sign of weakness but because I'm not a pretty, cute, QUIET crier. I heave, I gasp and I'm loud.
Martha made me calm down and I still ran. I needed to put that episode behind me. The best thing to do for me was to try and finish out the session. It's never been this bad before.
This Saturday is the mock tri in Seal Beach. (read in the ocean) I'm hoping it will be better.