So the no-run ban is actually going slightly better than I thought.
First of all – Mumsie Dear and I decided to TRI something new.
I got 30 miles of “stuff” in last week through biking, swimming, & roller blading.
Now I swim all of the time…but more like, “chase the kids under the water” and “treading water while I make sure no one drowns” kind of swimming. Not, “hey let’s jump in the pool and swim for a long, fast time”.
I’m swimming because
A: It’s a good workout
B: It makes my hip/groin feel so much better
C: I kind of have to “perform” at the end of July.
But I’m not exactly falling in love with it. I mean, I’m in a pool that’s usually kind of dirty. I’m attempting to not gulp down water that who knows how many people have peed in. I have to go to the gym (more on that later this week). I can only listen to my own bubbles for about 20 minutes before I start going stir crazy. You can’t feel your sweat (weird, I know).
So I am trying to get motivated. Naturally I started thinking about Michael Phelps since during the last Olympics I had 3 year-old who was OBSESSED with him.
So the comparison between Michael Phelps and myself:
Will I ever love swimming? Probably not. Do I know I need to do it sometimes. Absolutely.
So I shall swim.