Masters and Queeny and Sad News

SWIM: Sunday Master's 1:15, 1900 y. Really? Or did I forget a set?
RUN: 1:15 7 miles in Queeny Park. HOT.

Time to test the new drills swimming! I could feel a difference every 4th or 5th stroke, still moreso on the left side than the right. But I was still feeling slow, just had those brief moments of Oomph. CHG video'd me again in a short swim, pointed out that I need to "hook" the forward arm out but not out as in towards the side of the pool, but rather out away from the body. I need to think of my arm positions in terms of my body. The hand needs to go out sideways and and bend back and sweep and..... no wonder I'm struggling.

I left the swim and went to QP to run. Lawdy, it was getting HOT, but I figured the shade of the trails would help. I was struggling just 2 miles in. One goal was to work the hills, well I'd work the hill then just stop at the top. My HR was flying, leaving me with a funny quivery/vibrating feeling in my chest. I've felt this before, not sure what it is.

Anyway, I was cooking. And not in terms of speed. And I was walking way more than I wanted but there was just nothing there to give at some points. I found the rec center at 3.5 miles, paused to get cold water, and consider my options. I could cut short now and head to the truck only 0.5 miles away. Or I could double back and get 7 total. Apparently I wasn't that worn out, I really wanted to keep going. The way back has kinder up hills. By the time 6.5 miles rolled around, I had soaked clothes dripping sweat and my HR was sustained at a high level. I felt much better in the shade and luckily there was a lot of that at the end. I walked in the last 5 mins after I'd hit 7 miles. Ugh, was I hot. And sort of sick, but not unexpectedly.

On the way home, I received some bad news about a fellow cyclist. I was crushed, and had to pull over to a parking lot to absorb the news. As I sat there, shocked and numbed, my mind was just stuck on the horror of it all. I'm not sure I can discuss it here. Just hurts to think about. :(