A successful workout can be like pulling off a magic trick.*  It can be a little surprising, leave me a little awestruck, and then I might feel pretty dang pleased with myself.

The Point to LaPointe swim race is in two weeks.  My training has been not terribly focused and a little spotty.   There have been weeks I didn’t get any swimming in.  While I have no intentions of being impressive, I’d also like to  have a respectable, not embarrassing race.

So two weeks ago I did my longest open water swim of the season.  It was roughly 4,400y in about 1:30.

Last week wasn’t looking good for getting to the lake. So I opted for pool session.   Solo pool swims usually don’t go well for me.  I get bored.  I procrastinate until there isn’t enough time.  I get indecisive about what sets to do.  I bargain with myself to get out early. So I was feeling particularly smug when I pulled this workout off:

Not only did I do it but I didn’t waste time half way through trying to talk myself out of it.  Even when I was off pace and could have thrown in the towel. I just plowed ahead and got it done.

4,000y in 1:10.  Even better than last year.
Ta-Da!  Feels kinda magical.

*I feel like I should add… like any good magic trick, it’s not actually magic.  It’s not like tons of work doesn’t go into being able to pull off a magic trick.  It’s just sometimes even the person trying to pull it all together has doubts and is a little surprised when it actually works.