One of my favorite Disney movies is Finding Nemo. It's so adorable. Little fishies. Facing real world fishie problems. And having the courage to "touch the butt." If you haven't seen it, find a kid to watch it with you. So you don't feel so ridiculous watching an animated Disney movie. Or just own it, like I do. :)
Anyhow, "Dorey" is this sweet little fish that has amnesia. She can't remember stuff. She can't remember where she's swimming, why she's swimming, or where she's been swimming. Dorey's tag line through everything is "just keep swimming." When you don't know which way is up, just keep swimming. Many people feel that way about running. For those folks, running clears their mind, gives them the great "runners high," and just makes them feel better, feel good even, sometimes grrrreat. (That's not me. Nope. Huh-uh.)
However, swimming does do great things for me. I can't say that it gets me an endorphin high, but it clears my head, relaxes me and makes me feel good. I grew up swimming from the time I was 3. I was a little water baby. And while I never grew to be a championship swimmer or made a college scholarship out of swimming, I ENJOYED it. I ENJOY it. It relaxes me. I know how to do it. I don't stress over how well I'm doing it (though that wasn't always so). It steadies my heart when things are in flux and takes me back to those easy days of being a kid, in a pool. You know it was awesome.
Y'all, today I was Dead.Dog.Tired. I had a fabulous week buried in mud, tarred with manure and feathered with cow hair. I Love that stuff! Yesterday winded up a very long physically demanding week, but a week that was good for my soul. And after a lovely date a fine-fine fella, I passed.out. In a coma-like state. At like 9:45. (Which is super early for me.) I got up to get ready for church this morning and my eyes were still half shut. I was Drag'N. I made it to Sunday School. Totally got sleepy during church. (Don't tell Pastor Will. It really was a great sermon!) Met mom and dad for lunch and nearly climbed over six tables to get coffee. And I yawned, a lot, while a guzzled my coffee.
BUT, because of YOU, I knew I had.had.had to workout today. I have not worked out since Tuesday. Although every bone and muscle in my body ached this morning. Sooooo I committed to going for a swim, even though I was soooo tired.
As a compromise to my aching bones and muscles and my exhausted state, I did a short swim. I swam 1,000 yards and timed myself on four 100's. Most pools are 25 yards in length (some are meters) so that's 4 laps. In the triathlon, I will have to swim half a mile in a 25-meter length pool. That translates to about 800 meters or 875 yards. On the Iron Nut application, I have to submit an estimated time for what it takes me to swim 100 meters. My times for the four 100's I timed today were 1:28, 1:25, 1:25 and 1:20. I'm not sure if on the application they want the fastest time that we can swim 100 meters, or what we expect to swim 100 meters in at an 800 meter pace. Since I timed myself in yards, I have to leave a little leeway to convert to a meter time. So I think I will submit an estimated time of 1:45 for a 100 meter swim. That should give me plenty of time for the yard to meter conversion and be a good estimate of a relaxed pace.
I've still got a lot of work to do! But hopefully this week I'm back on schedule and ready to roll. With the one exception that my right knee feels like it might rather be amputated. I kid. It's not funny. I don't mean that at all. But it does hurt in a mad mama-jama way. So lots of ice for now. Fingers crossed it feels better soon. I must get back on the bike this week. It's been way too long since I've tackled that mountain.
Many blessings to y'all!