After a couple of days break I was back doing laps this afternoon. I was not feeling the love. I still had a full belly from lunch, kids kept playing in my lane and frankly I was quite distracted. I felt slow but I kept plodding. I thought I’m not worrying about my time today I just want to do 50 laps.
I did it. And bugger me if I didn’t just do a PB but broke my 40 minute goal. Holy crap. This was monumental. I’ve been chasing down this time for weeks. I’d almost resigned myself to be the slowest swimmer ever.
I said when I broke this time I’d increase my distance by ten more laps. Why did I say that? Well onwards and upwards.