I made it to the pool this evening. And swam 30 lengths – mostly because we’re heading down to Taitung this weekend and I don’t want to look like a total loser and drown halfway across the lake.
I haven’t been for a swim in about two weeks and I struggled to find rhythm in the water. I always do after a break. Running is no problem. You run. It hurts. You finish. But the swim… I feel clumsy and uncoordinated in the water.
I’m at home now. I feel great that I made the swim but deep down in my triathlete heart I just know that right now the pool lifeguards are discussing my erratic and somewhat bizarre swimstrokes of earlier…
Of Arms and a Man 