Yesterday: BIKE 60m on trainer, super low effort, 15miles?
Today:
SWIM: 600-700m in ???? (how can you lose count with such a small number?!
RUN: not done yet
Yesterday was pretty bad. I finished the bike "ride" and felt so sick I debated even going to work. But you know I did anyway. And I got nuttin done. Nuttin.
Today I woke up with the alarm at 4am for Masters, decided to go, decided to not go, decided to go, then finally left the house. The goal was a short, no plan, no interval, no "work" swim. Just stretch out, move around, and enjoy the cool water and temps.
I stretched out. I moved around. I didn't enjoy it. I was happy to see the group and CHG, but not happy about laps. No Happy Laps for me.
I was tired within 200m. By 250m I just didn't care. I hung at the wall just lost in space. After a rest I'd go again, getting sloppier and sloppier as the meters added up. CHG got me going again with a few fin-kick laps on my back. Those felt good, except my quads weren't interested. Too bad for them. I did 200m like this and decided to call it a morning.
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