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.