So I went to the Y this morning because:
a) needed to swim
b) figured its the least populated time to swim.
A few notes.
There is nothing quite like an alarm clock going off at 4:45am to send you into a "WHAT HAVE I SIGNED UP FOR?!?!" rage. For reals yall. Fo. reals.
Swimming is not cool. I mean it is something when you can knock off running as my least favorite sport. Perhaps they tie. #1 on land and #1 in water. Straight tedious. I got there at 5:25 and at 5:30 I was in the pool. (pro-tip - assemble three swim cap situation at home and put wrap on head to goto gym) So at 5:30 I start with this non-sense.
at 5:45 I was certain I was swimming so poorly that the Earth was literally moving backward.
at 5:47 I was like 'Ok Christopher Reeves in Superman 1 (1978, yall) is literally turning the Earth backwards to save Lana Lane's dumb a$s, forcing me to repeat this.
at 5:50 I decided to try my swim snorkel.
at 5:50 and 25 seconds I decided eff this swim snorkel, can't figure it out.
at 5:55 I wondered, can I backstroke this entire tri? I mean this freestyle stuff is totally optional. Let's do a few backstroke laps.
at 6:00, ok let's freestyle 50m and then get the eff out. Screw this hour nonsense.
Later at 7:14am I still smelled like chlorine and was dff to work. And much like 4:45am I'm thinking "WHAT HAVE I SIGNED UP FOR?!?!"
a) needed to swim
b) figured its the least populated time to swim.
A few notes.
There is nothing quite like an alarm clock going off at 4:45am to send you into a "WHAT HAVE I SIGNED UP FOR?!?!" rage. For reals yall. Fo. reals.
Swimming is not cool. I mean it is something when you can knock off running as my least favorite sport. Perhaps they tie. #1 on land and #1 in water. Straight tedious. I got there at 5:25 and at 5:30 I was in the pool. (pro-tip - assemble three swim cap situation at home and put wrap on head to goto gym) So at 5:30 I start with this non-sense.
at 5:45 I was certain I was swimming so poorly that the Earth was literally moving backward.
at 5:47 I was like 'Ok Christopher Reeves in Superman 1 (1978, yall) is literally turning the Earth backwards to save Lana Lane's dumb a$s, forcing me to repeat this.
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| Y'all know I just watched this Saturday |
at 5:50 I decided to try my swim snorkel.
at 5:50 and 25 seconds I decided eff this swim snorkel, can't figure it out.
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| Dear Finis, Your one-line instructions are not sufficient. |
at 5:55 I wondered, can I backstroke this entire tri? I mean this freestyle stuff is totally optional. Let's do a few backstroke laps.
| So much more enjoyable when you can breathe at all times. |
at 6:00, ok let's freestyle 50m and then get the eff out. Screw this hour nonsense.
Later at 7:14am I still smelled like chlorine and was dff to work. And much like 4:45am I'm thinking "WHAT HAVE I SIGNED UP FOR?!?!"