Since I decided in a random statement of lunacy to swim until arms come out of their sockets, I have come up with some thoughts about swimming.
- I am intellectually incapable of thinking of anything noteworthy while swimming laps. The second that my mind wanders I lose count. So my time in the pool, almost 9 hours last week, was essentially a water lobotomy. Here is my thought process for those 23,200 meters:
1,1,1,1,1,1,1 (repeat for a total of 44 times) flip 2,2,2,2,2,2,2 flip 3,3,3,3,3,3,3 flip
Unfortunately, during my set today, which was remarkably brutal, it went like this
1,1,1,1,1,1,1 flip 2,2,2,2 I need to do some serious packing for my trip, 1,2,1,1,2,2,3???? 2,2,2 am I really on 2?, or is it 3?... Oh damn
And so it went for my 600, 500, 2 x 400, 2 x 300, and 3 x 200 of the main set. I was amazingly able to count the 3 x 100 (LCM) to finish out the set.
- With the state of my rotator cuff right now, I could be a teaching mannequin for first year medical students. Every muscle of my shoulder is undergoing swelling and hypertrophy. My only wish is that all of this discomfort will result in sexy bikini arms in Hawaii. Oh, and a fast swim at Elephant Man would be a bonus.
- Buying a super cute swimming suit makes you faster
- I would give my left arm to be sponsored by Splish if I didn't think it would slow me down so much