Well actually that is a big, fat lie. It’s pretty obvious that I’m not a big fan of the pool. It’s getting into the water that I hate. But today, today, was one of those days where you are swimming effortlessly. Everything is clicking just right. All you hear is the splash of your arms hitting the water, it was like I was a metronome. Long, slow effortless strokes.
Within the first 50 of hitting the water, I knew it’d be a good swim. My nose strap breaking couldn’t stop how good it felt. My 400’s were just under 1:20 pace breathing every three strokes. To finish the set I did 3×200 descending on 3 minutes. Hit the wall in 2:42, 2:38, 2:35. Effortless. That 2:35 required no more effort then the 2:42. I’m actually almost optimistic, about my swim anyway, heading into this weekends triathlon.