So I broke down and went swimming at Brisbane. It was a bit pitiful. The swimmers there were all faster then me. In fact this one lady actually lapped me twice when I did a fifty, The time it took me to get down and back she had gone down and back twice. So I did a minute ten for the fify, she did a minute ten for the hundred. To be totally honest though - I was never that fast. I probably did the hundreds during practice at 1:12 - 1:15 so she was faster then me even at my prime. So what the heck was she doing at the pool?
Also there were a couple of swimmers there that splashed more then dolphins at play, and they too were beating me. I was just getting beat up all around. And dang those cramps just wouldn't let me increase the intensity. I get them every time I swim. The only exercise I have done in the last 37 years has all been legs, I haven't used my arms at all. So to have my legs the ones giving out surprises me.
So what is a girl to do?
Also there were a couple of swimmers there that splashed more then dolphins at play, and they too were beating me. I was just getting beat up all around. And dang those cramps just wouldn't let me increase the intensity. I get them every time I swim. The only exercise I have done in the last 37 years has all been legs, I haven't used my arms at all. So to have my legs the ones giving out surprises me.
So what is a girl to do?
I wouldn't worry about the speed of your freestyle - you were always a backstroker.
ReplyDeleteI could come to Brisbane & "do a Woody Hayes" & leap into the pool & tackle her. Would that make you happy?
Your arms have been sore, so I can tell you're working out.
I, on the other hand, get tired after 2 miles of walking