Since I last wrote about my swim times, I've been keeping somewhat closer track. It turns out that you can use the floats on the lane ropes as a crude abacus to count off your laps.
I now know that I definitely did not swim 1200m in 50 mins last week. 900m in 50 mins, however, is very plausible. I've repeated that twice this week - 1000m on monday and 900m on wednesday.
My problem now is that, having demonstrated to myself that I can do the distance (albeit with pauses), I feel obligated to keep trying for long or longer distances. But, I dont have time to do that. I could or should try for more speed perhaps, but I don't see that happening any time soon.
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I shared my lane on wedensday with a lifeguard.
Well, he said he was a lifeguard, though I'm not totally convinced and think he's more a wannabe lifeguard.
He had to do a timed swim: 18 laps in 10 mins.
He missed by 15 secs.
I wasn't in the least surprised. He was a terrible swimmer. His technique was all over the place. ANd, being a young jock type, he started his swim like a bat out of hell, blew all his energy early on, and struggled to finish.
I so wanted to tell him to go take some lessons and to work on his technique. (I'd feel safer with a lifeguard who was a better swimmer, too)
Plus, I so wanted to tell him to wear a swim trunk when taking the test rather than beach shorts. If those cost him 1 sec per lap, he'd have made his time with seconds to spare!
Trouble is I don't know whether I swam 900m or 1200m.
I think it was the latter. If so, I did that in 50 mins which is rather amazing and suggests that it might really have been the former.
I've started to do my laps in 150m chunks. So, I start with 150m breast stroke, then 150m freestyle. At the 40 min mark I had just finished a breast stroke set. I was pretty sure that was my fourth set which would mean I had swum 1050m in 40 mins. If it was only my third set then that would have been 750m.
I need a swim abacus!
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Swim practices this week have been enhanced by the presence of a colleague from another department in nearby lanes. I have seen him described as: "he has to be the hottest Prof in the Dept, tall, dark and handsome. I bet all the girls and half the guys have a crush on him". Indeed. I can add that he has a lovley lithe swimmers body and hairy chest. He's also a strong swimmer. It was just a wee bit dispiriting to have him swimming in the adjacent lane yesterday and to see him power past me.
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I went up to the airport to meet some friends during a layover last evening.
And came within inches of being side-swiped and a major crash.
It was dark and wet out. I was in the left hand lane, with a car behind me and one in the outside lane. As I neared a feed ramp, I did a check just in case a car was entering. I saw headlights but they were far enough back that I would be well clear by the time the car entered. Moments later the car blew past me - using part of the shoulder I think - then cut across both lanes to get to a left turn lane. Totally crazy driving. It was only in retrospect that I realised quite how close I had come to a collision. At the time, I just blew the horn and carried on.