Kona, Hawaii

March 2012

Today’s Swim 10,500 meters

 Back into the ocean today, 4 laps to the 1.2 mile Kings Buoy in Kilaua Bay plus a slew of laps  to the Coast Guard Buoy and back to accumulate some additional distance. With plenty of feeds of Maxim packed I set off  at 8:00am for my 2.5 hour session. Today I am feeling very grateful, I have 4 swimmers to swim with me for the first lap.

Me, Evonne, Robyn, Amy and Karlyn, lucky me FUN FAST swimmer chicks to swim with, I am the lucky pengiun today....

The first lap is complete and lucky me Evonne is game for another lap, off we go swimming over all the colorful fish darting around below us, black fish, blue fish, black and blue fish, yellow fish, skinny fish and schools of fish that look like they are a big sunny bed of spring flowers, we soon fall into a comfortable rhythm and before we know it lap 2 is complete, Evonne is off to continue her  training on land and I head off to down some Maxim  and head back out to sea SOLO.

A flower bed of fish

I swim happily off , over the  fish flower bed, past the buoys marking the entrance to the bay, past the boat tours filled with snorkels, fins and wet suit clad swimmers on the hunt to catch a glimpse of spinner dolphins and into the deeper water where I can’t see the bottom, I feel more at ease out here, I like the vastness, it feels peaceful and I get down to getting in my zone and knocking out 2 more good quality laps.

  I stroke and I stroke, the sound of my breath is soothing, ” what’s that?” I ask myself, I listen again, this time the sound is stronger, in fact whatever it is is getting louder by the second…” Squeak, Squeak…..Squeak, Squeak”, as I am pondering the question I see 2 shapes below, dolphin shapes. ” DOLPHINS,  how wonderful to be in such good company, they are doing their deal, I am not going to stop and gawk, I’m going to respect them and continue on my merry way swimming”, I think to myself. 

So that’s how it went the tour boat and their wet suit ladden customers bobbing around in the bay way behind me looking for Dolphins and me futher out at sea, pulling through the water, blowing bubbles as I go, all while taking in the wonderful company below, two athletic dolphins slicing through the water. I swim and swim and they continue to stay right below me, then 2 become 4 Dolphins, then 8 more, now 12 Dolphins below me and to my right, I continue to hold pace as do the Dolphins, I snag a breath to my left and  there I see a mother and baby dolphin, the young dolphin is tucked right  by Mum’s side, memorable indeed.

The Hawaiian Spinner Dolphin

” What a lucky kiwi I am to have such wonderful company today”, I think and with that I take a ” Dolphin Inventory”, 24 Dolphins, they slowly start rising closer to the surface, the Dolphins either side of me snug in tight we are all at the surface together, I breathe air in and out my mouth, they breathe air in and out their  Blowhole on their back, I feel  them breathe and I see the water disperse as their bodies emerge out of the water for air, so close to mine that the spray splatters against the side of my face and my back , there are Dolphins to my left, Dolphons to my right, Dolphins below me and behind me….I am in a Dolphin Pod, I feel honored

Finally  the Dolphins veer off to the right out to the deeper ocean water and I continue on to complete my 10.5 km swim, what a morning!  I head back to Karlyn’s house, through the door I go with a wide mouthed smile, ” How did it go today” Karlyn asks, ” GREAT” I reply, ” I got to swim with 24 dolphins”, I add, ” Ahh, did you swim with the dolphins OR did the Dolphins swim with YOU?” she replies with a sly smile. ” They are probably telling the other Dolphins  Hey Guess what we swam with a human today!”

 I laugh at the thought and head to the shower to clean up, what a day.

Coming up tomorrow: Speed Work and plans to travel to a NEW beach

Will there be BIG FISH there? I’ll keep you posted. 

Closing Thought: A person who is enthusiastic soon has enthusiastic followers.

Kona, Hawaii,  February, 2012

Location: The Pier, Kona, Hawaii

Today’s Swim: 10,500 meters               

Kailua Bay, the Iron Man starts here, they swim 2.4 miles, before starting their 112-mile marathon and top it off with a 26 mile marathon run

How did Iron Man Start?

 It started as a friendly debate, in 1977 a group of naval officers debated which type of athlete was more fit, a swimmer, cyclist or runner, to settle it Commander John Collins combined the 3 major endurance races on the island of Oahu, with rudimentary rules in place, on February 18th, 1978 fifteen athletes completed the very first Ironman, the winning time 11 hours, 46 minutes and 58 seconds. In 1981 the event moved to the Big Island of Hawaii, a course that consists of a battle of endurance, stamina and heat.

So how about the training, the average Ironman athlete trains 18-24 hours a week,  and how about me, a modest 20 hours per week!  As for what’s involved in running an event like the Ironman….200,000 cups, 260,000 gallons of cola, water and soup and 5,500 volunteers, WOW, makes my support crew and supplies seem modest in comparison!

The Swim Course

Nearly 1,800 athletes flood the swim start area every October for  Ironman Hawaii, but not today, today my training is a variation of course laps with a dash up to shore between each lap to fuel up with a drink of Maxim. The start is a sandy beach making for a nice entry and exit point, there are outdoor showers to rinse off after my swim and even outdoor cubbies to store my feeds, perfect….

Girls gotta eat! Inside Maxim and post swim chocolate milk

 Into the water I go, I  head out through the colorful fish to the deeper waters of the bay, I swim 3 out and back laps, plus some trips to and from the coastguard buoy, after each lap I dig into my cooler for a feed of Maxim, then head back back out, 2.5 hours later my swim is complete. Time to rinse off, swallow a turkey sandwich and head to ” The Club” for some strength training……

45 Minutes of lifting and I am ready for a nap!

Green Sea Turlte

 

Green Sea Turltes are vegetarians, they eat sea-grass, algae and are called green because of the layer of green fat under their shell

 The lines on her flippers and head are perfectly placed, she looks like she is dressed in her Sunday best outfit, not a hair out of place, she is beautiful…….

Turtle heads off and so do we time to pump out a good effort swim

 Time to Swim

 Back to the task at hand, finishing off this 10,500 meter day, just 2000 meters to go,  Karlyn says ” I am going to give it a good push, do what you need to”. Karlyn is competing in French Nationals next week, this is her taper time, reduced mileage with a mixture of recovery and speed work, this is clearly going to be some speed work! ” Get Ready Kiwi”, I say to myself, and I do.

 Karlyn barrels out of the bay, she is a powerful and fast swimmer, who has been setting world records since 1986, I am not a world record swimmer…..but a very determined one. We thunder out towards the King Buoy, the 1.2 mile turnaround, I decide to think of the buoy as ” Cap Gris Nez, on the French Coast, I imagine that Karlyn is the tide. We swim hard and fast, Karlyn accelerates, I dig deep to stay with her, painful yet fun, the feeling reminds me of words from a recent read, ” pain is inevietable, suffering is optional”, I choose not to suffer and drive on. ” Where is the buoy, where is the buoy”, I push thoughts of the buoy from my mind, stroke by stroke we pull closer to the buoy, finally it is before me, I am elated and relieved, made it, what a terrific push. ” When I get the beat the tide command from my crew in the Channel, I am going to imagine you right by my side”, I tell Karlyn, she has the knack of making you rise to the occasion and she did just that today.

Pool closed...not a problem, into the ocean for speed work, that's me in the yellow cap

 Back we go on the return leg, Karlyn powers back towards shore, I follow, 100 meters out, I feel a tap on the head, ” look down there”, it’s Karlyn pointing down, ” thats a ” Bait Ball”, I look down not knowing what a ” Bait Ball” is. Below me is a swirling caldren of thousands of small fish, all swimming in a circle, they are tightly packed together and there is a white hole in the middle where we are treading water, WOW, ” 10,000 fish down there”, says Karlyn, she explains that this is a form of protection, coming together as a team gives bigger fish the impression that they are one big scarey fish not to be messed with.

 We swim into shore, rinse off, next up Yoga, food and lights out…….

What’s coming up tomorrow: Another 10,000 meter plus day in Kailua Bay.

Will I see Dolphins? I’ll keep you posted.

Closing thought:      Part of Wisdom is to know the value of today

                                               – John Palmer

Date: Sunday February 26th, 2012

Today’s Swim: Captain Cook

Me and the Captain Cook Monument (the tiny white speck is my destination, just shy of 3 miles round trip )

 Getting ready to take in a little sight seeing, mode of transportation swimming of course!

 I am excited to take in the scenery and some history, especially as Captain Cook discovered New Zealand, in fact New Zealand’s highest peak is called Mount Cook. Let’s find out how Captain Cook fell here on the Kona coast.

Me and Amy ready to launch in search of the Captain Cook monument....I'm on the left, you know the white one that doesn't look like a local.

 The History…….

  Here is the History, Captain Cook spent close to a decade exploring and charting the South Pacific, on January 19, 1778  he sailed into Kauai’s Waimea Bay where he was welcomed by the Hawaiians, after stocking with provisions he sailed away to return again almost exactly a year later on January 17th, 1779, this time he sailed into Kealakekua Bay on the big Island, where I am swimming today. He arrived during a festival, the big masts, white sails and way he entered the bay fit all fit the legendary descriptions of how Lono a Hwaiian god would appear…..Captain Cook was hooked up with all he desired.

Here is the Captain Cook monument and me

 Captain Cook left the bay on February 4th, on the way out his mast broke and he turned around, returning to repair it. The Hawaiians saw this as a very bad sign that he was not a god, while he was repairing the mast, someone stole one of his boats, things got ugly,  he took the Hawaiian chief hostage, meanwhile another lower chief was shot by one of Cook’s men, Cook proceeded to release the chief he was holding, while dropping him off on the shore the Hawaiians advanced on Cook and his men, story has it Cook was hit on the head and stumbled in the shallow water, ironically he couldn’t swim, his men moved away from the shore in the boat and he was clubbed and stabbed to death in less than 10 minutes, gruesome. 

 Eventually Captain Cooks remains were returned and he was buried, his crew sailed away March 15th 1779, 100 years later a monument was built by his fellow countrymen.

Exploring History underwater at the Captain Cook Monument

 So there we have it, the history of the bay, all very cool but the real goods is “under the water”….

A 6 mile swim goes fast with this view!

 And then there was a stingray to play with……

Hey Eagle Ray lead the way

 We complete the out and back course to the monument, as we swim into the beach I see the deck chairs, they are calling my name, but no deck chair for me, it is out of the water, down 300mls of Maxim and back in for another loop, Karlyn and Amy have completed their training for the day, for a moment I have pangs to stay on the beach relaxing with girl chat, but that’s not the life of an English Channel aspirant, back in the water I go.

Pick me for another lap WAHOO

Dolphins come out to play…

 The second lap was meant to be, I quickly got into a good rhythm on the way out, clambered out on the rocks to read the monument at the other end and swam back, on the return leg I heard squeak squeak, it repeated over and over, there swimming below me where two dolphins, it was like they were downstairs and I was upstairs, I turned to my right to breathe and there was more, 12 more WOW!

Homestretch….

I approach the home beach for the second time today, as it gets closer I push harder, one word in my head FRANCE, FRANCE, FRANCE, a final wave shoves me into the narrow inlet and I am on the welcoming soft white sand in Hawaii, what a swim.

And after a great swim in Hawaii? Underwater Yoga

Next Up:Tomorrow a few laps of the Kona Iron Man swim course

Closing Thought:                Learn and Play every day

                                                                  – Charlotte J Brynn

Date: February 24th 2012

Temperature: …NOT COLD!

Purpose: To find my Aquatic Edge

Kona, Hawaii, 9 days of sea swimming to grasp my aquatic edge

 Here I am in beautiful Kona, Hawaii training for the English Channel, why you might ask? The waters are crystal clear, the water temperature is a balmy 74 degrees and the sunshine, well let’s just say stunning. So back to why, this is a sharp contrast to the snarly locations I have sort out over the last 2 + years, over the past 27 months I have submerged myself in temperatures down to 47.5 degrees F, swum in the snow, embraced cloudy murky waters, big swells and menacing waves and here I am right now in the “Disney World of Open Water Swimming”, the water is a vibrant aqua blue, the entertainment under the surface is endless, as I swim there is an array of brightly colored fish, sea turtles and yesterday and energetic pod of dolphins whipped by me as I swam, they were playful, agile and made me in comparison look cumbersome and slow in the water.

 So back to my purpose, I am out here in Kona, Hawaii to…..

  ” Find my Aquatic Edge”

Who with? The best in the world, Karlyn Pipes Neilson, I am one lucky Channel aspirant to be staying here in Kona with Karlyn, not only does she have over 200 Swimming World Records, she is an outstanding coach and instructor, leading clinics all over the world, and this week I, get to train alongside her. What a treat! Just swimming with her is ” gaining speed by osmosis”,  I swim as close as I can…..

 Other goals this week:

 Sea Swimming

Speed Work in the Pool

Improving my Technique

Not getting Sunburn

 Here is the link to the Aquatic Edge Website, there are some great swim clips here and articles to help your stroke  http://aquaticedge.org/

Next Up: Sea Swim on the Kona Coast to Captain Cook. Will I spy Dolphins? I’ll keep you posted.

Closing Thought:

Nothing stays the same, nothing  remains static, Which way a thing changes depends on you.

                                                                                 – Neale Donald Walsch

February 2012

Training Location: Indoors

Why…..Check out the photo below, that has this Kiwi tucked up indoors for a bit.

-19 F, back in the pool for me....

 The Winter before my English Channel swim is finally here, my last cold water swim of 2012 is long gone and for the past 10 weeks I have been tucked up indoors, when I first returned to the pool I felt trapped, the water felt hot and it was challenging to sell myself on the regiment of back and forth, back and forth and back and forth some more. Luckily for me I have a goal to keep me motivated, the thought of the Channel is with me 24/7, all my workouts are geared towards the soul purpose of getting me as prepared as I can for what the Channel tosses at me on the day.

 So with that in mind the winter months have been geared towards swimming 40,000 meters each week, the goal is QUALITY meters, each set has goal times and ends with a beat the tide BIG PUSH, the beat the tide swims hurt, but I make a game out of it and imagine driving hard towards Cap Gris Nez, France, it is always a great sense of satisfaction completing a beat the tide push, my face is usually beet red and I am breathing heavily, often the sets are from the deep end to allow me to practice treading in between repeats. In addition to pool training each week contains 2 sessions of strength training to build muscle and reduce the risk of shoulder impingement ,2 sessions of Yoga to improve  Flexibility and getting outdoors for some sort of activity once a week. 

 Each Day starts at 5:15am, by 8pm I am toast, for me it is usually lights out by 8:30pm. Sunday is my rest day, which is often dedicated to ” Channel Logistics’ , planning and preparing for the Channel itself and the travel to get to England.

Below is my winter training schedule, I am fortunate to have company in the water most days through swimming with the Stowe Masters workout group at The Swimming Hole and also from the support of my kind swimming buddies who are willing to join me in the trenches for some long distance sets, the company helps so much. Friday is the day for my weekly massage from Kate Graves, I look forward to the session all week, her massage, assisted stretching and energy work restores me, come Saturday morning I always hit me best times thanks to Kate’s session the day before.

 What else have I been up to?  Eat, Sleep, Work and……

 The One Hour Swim January 2012

In January I competed in the United States Masters One Hour swim, this is an event you swim in your own pool under the watch of a lap counter and verifier who records your splits for each 50, once complete you enter your results into the National Event.

 On January 7th, I completed the 2012 One Hour swim, I was very happy with my swim, my distance covered was 4,310 meters, my goal was to hold the fastest possible pace and even splits, my 100’s remained a consistent pace for the hour and I felt in control, it felt great.

One Hour Swim...check, that's me on the right with the pink Aquatic Edge cap on and my swim buddy Paula on the left.

Next Up……Logistics continue, Planning Planning Planning…and more swimming of course!

Closing Thought: Motivation is a fire from within

                                          – Stephen R Covey

Sunday, today we are swimming in the snow!

 Air Temperature 30 Degrees F

Wind Chill Brutal

Water Temperature 48.5 Degrees

 The first thing I notice when I wake up this morning is that the rain is no longer pounding on the roof as it was last night, ” hmmm, that means either it’s stopped raining or the rain has turned to quiet peacefully falling snow flakes”, I think as I lean over to peer out the window, outside it looks like a big white comforter has been draped over the hillside, ” that sure looks cozy from here, but how about stripping off and inching my way into the water?”, I ponder my own question, ” well I’ve already declared that I am swimming today, so onwards, regardless of the snow, if anything it will make the hot chocolate feel even better after the swim”

 So with that I go about packing up my gear, today I have 3 layers of clothes on top of my suit and I am armed with hot feeds and blankets, ” now how about some foot wear to hike down to the canoe launch in and back up to the car after my swim”, I settle on my white Nike snow boots with white pom poms on the laces, “Bye” I shout to my family at the door, my daughter Heidi replies ” You’re going out there  aren’t you Mum?”, ” Yes I am”, I reply with a sly grin, ” WHO could possibly kayak for you in the snow today, it’s going to be very cold in a Kayak with the snow and the wind”, she announces, ” Deb is kayaking”, I reply, ” Wow, she is tough, that will be miserable”, Heidi declares and with that she pulls the blanket up closer to her chin and snuggles into the corner of the couch.

Gear is loaded " Let's Motor"

 I meet Deb, Paula and Paula’s sister Valerie at gate of the Green River Reservoir, in a flash the kayak is off the car and we begin to hike down to the canoe launch, it is a short walk but feels like a long slow walk to the gallows for me, I am walking especially slow.

Step by step we get closer to the shoreline

We arrive at the canoe launch, it looks very deserted, there are no kayakers getting ready to explore the inlets, there are no kids paddling in the shallow water, no eager fishermen heading out ready to land the big fish of the day, just a piercingly cold wind biting into the skin on my face, I am cold. ” Definitely putting that turtle thermometer in before I go in”, I think to myself, ” Turtle looks quite alarmed as I plop him in the water”,  after a few minutes I haul him out, 48.5 degrees he declares, ” Turtle says 48.5, I announce to Paula, let’s do this”.

Next up clothes off, "crikey it's time to strip"

 My hands are already white and rendered useless as I start to remove layers of clothes, as soon as the wind hits any exposed skin it burns, Paula is already in her wet suit and heading towards the water, ” don’t think my goggles will fog today….they’ll frost”, she shouts as she wades in…

Frosty goggles and blowing snow what an adventure....

 Deb slops baby oil on my neck, shoulders, back and arms, it won’t keep the cold out but mentally it helps, the smell is soothing. I walk to the waters edge, take off my snow boots and wade in.

Is that a smile or a frozen grimace? A smile I am excited to swim....

  I stand waist deep for a few minutes, ” do you mind if I keep a bit further away from you today? Your splashing wont get me as wet?” shouts Deb from the Kayak, ” No worries” , I shout back, hoping the words will reach her through the noisy head wind blowing into the canoe inlet. I take one last look at the stark beauty of my surroundings, the previously grim looking trees stripped of their bright colored fall leaves are now covered in bright white snow, a sharp contrast to the blue water, it looks beautiful. With that final thought in I plunge.

  The Water is cold but not alarmingly so, I go about powering my way out the canoe launch, time to generate some heat in my core, I swim strong, my heart rate rises, my body recognises what is needed and shunts warm blood to my midsection, I feel toasty and warm in my core,  all that is under the surface of the water feels comfortable, now my exposed arms and upper back that is another story, the cold air, combined with the wind chill bites into my skin, it feels bitterly cold.

 I dive my head down to submerge it as much as possible, warmer down there in that 48 degree water than leaving it riding high and vulnerable to that cold air, 18F with the windchill this morning, brrrrrr….

 I search for Deb and spy her paddling along side the shoreline, as promised she is paddling further away today, I miss her not being close by my side, but I have Paula swimming with me, she is in her wetsuit and on my left, we swim towards Blueberry Island, we are close, like whales in a pod, closer than usual, we bounce of each other a few times, it makes me smile, it is almost like we agreed to swim close for body warmth today……but there is no body warmth from two people next to each other, so close they are touching,  just the comfort of knowing she is right there with me, what a strong bond it forms when 2 people endure a physical and mental challenge together, I feel fortunate that Paula is swimming with me today, very fortunate indeed.

 The water is rougher as we approach Blueberry Island, finally I can see the rocks on the bottom, ” Yes that means we are at the island”, my spirits lift up as we round the Island and are on the way back home, I pick up my stroke rate and drive forwards through the choppy  water…

30 F Air Temp, with the wind chill a brisk 18F, a sure fire way to make the water more appealing than the air

 Before I know it the Blueberry Island Lap is complete, Deb steers us around and we head back out towards Blueberry Island once more, our plan to swim back towards Blueberry Island, at 30 minutes stop and take a hot feed, then swim back to the canoe launch. Deb signals my pickup, time to swim harder, I put the pedal down and pull hard, it causes me to breathe heavier, I scan my body, the usual culprits, ice block feet, but other than that everything is doing great, no shivering, no clawed up hands, I feel good. I know that following my pickup will be my hot feed, 150mls on double strength Maxim with 150 mls of hot water added to it, ahhhh I can almost feel the hot liquid sliding down, ” soon”, I tell myself. Deb stops paddling and goes about getting my feed ready, the thermos is out, I watch her pour the hot water into my feed cup, each time I watch her I am impressed that she seamlessly balances in the kayak, reaches for my feeds, mixes them up, gives me my instructions all through hand signals, counts my strokes, is time keeper and still manages to dance a rubber duck along the water or some other little character from time to time to entertain me, I like it, it makes me smile, an underwater grin and sometimes a giggle. Towards the end of some of our gruelling training swims, she will take a swig of water from her camel back and shoot out a spurt of water, better than any water pistol, I in turn repsond with the biggest mouthful of water I can and without breaking stroke will fire out a water fountain of water towards the kayak, it is fun, I normally have 3 or 4 goes at creating my best impression of a fountain of water that looks like the golden arch of Mc Donalds and then settle back to the job at hand of completing the swim. Deb signals for me to stop and feed, I reach for my Feed Cup….

Feeding Time, I am looking forward to some hot fuel

 I pass the cup to Paula, ” here this will help”, if my jaw worked when I formed the words,  this is what was I said, Paula takes a swig, passes it back to me and I tip it back, ” Wow, that is hot”, I think, I can feel it go down my throat and feel the heat in my chest. With the feed complete we swing around and head back towards the canoe launch, Paula and I both pick up the pace, we round the corner for the final sprint into shore, my tactic on this last stretch is always ” Sprint to France”, everything I’ve got until I make it to shore, I always long to see the rocks on the bottom, those are the ” you’re there rocks” and today like most days I have to earn it, I swim as hard as I can, I know this is my last “Sprint to France” this year, I last out door swim in Vermont, the frozen ice will ensure that. ” Lets make it count”, I say to myself as I pound towards the shore, I wait, I wait and I wait and then after waiting some more the rocks appears, PHEW, I made it.

 I am feeling most pleased and as always circle around to find Deb and smile, I stay in the water with my eyes just about the surface, ” it’s cold out there”, I say as I glance to the shore, Paula and I give each other a congratulatory hug and then it is time to get out, this is when things get ugly, once I get my wet body out of the water the cold air and wind chill will render me useless within 2 minutes, imagine yourself walking into a walk in cooler set at 18F and hanging out.

First up pulling up the Kayak so Deb and Cat can find land too....

 As I wobble out of the water my hands are starting to curl up, my bent fingers are in the perfect shape to hook onto the kayak  and haul it shore. Next up navigating getting dressed, everything hurts, standing is excruciating, I strip off my suit and wrestle on a fleece top and my New Zealand Wool Swandri, hat on, then Jacket, now time to deal with my lower body,  I glance down my feet, they are corpse white, they are the most painful part of my body, my hands a close second, I pull on sweatpants, it takes too long but I make it, I am still standing in the snow, it is almost like my feet are frozen there. ” Deb, I can’t get anything on my feet”, I have already had a number of goes getting snow boots on,with Deb’s help steadying me the boots are finally on, it feels like they are 4 sizes to small, with a big blanket wrapped around me I turn and head up the hill to the car , ” I can do it, I can do it”, I mumble to myself as I weave up the hill, it feels like forever to reach the parking lot at the top. In a flash I am in the mini, I am all bundled up, now I wait, the hypothermia has taken over and it will take some time for my body to recalibrate, my legs and arms are shaking uncontrollably.

 Paula joins me and we shake and shudder together in the front seats of the mini. After a bit Deb and Valerie return also with the Kayak, we are recovering, we chat of our swim and the excitement of swimming in the snow. Next up a toast to the final outdoor swim of 2011 with a hot chocolate and a few Jelly Babies, what an adventure.

 Paula, Deb, Valerie and I say our farewells and we all head home, I am all bundled for the drive, and 30 minutes later I pull into my driveway, ” I don’t want to get out”, I think, I sit in the car for a bit in the warm comfort of my” mini cocoon”,” what a time, what a trip”, I say to myself and with that I haul myself out of the mini, scoop up all my gear and make my way into the house. Inside Heidi looks up and says ” How did your swim go Mum?”, ” Brilliant, it was brutal but I did it Heidi”, I say with a smile, ” I knew you could do it Mum, if anyone can do it, you can”, she replies matter of factly. I give her a hug.

 With the Vermont outdoor season finished up what’s next?  Cold Water Acclimatization in Rhode Island/ Aerobic Base Conditioning/ Beat the Tide Sets

 What does that mean for me? Some long pool swims, all out sprints at the end of my sets, a weekend trip to Rhode Island for some sea swims and a Championship Swim Meet.

Closing Thought:

” Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It is not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; it is when you’ve had everything to do and you’ve done it”

                                                – Margaret Thatcher

 Sunday Morning  and it’s  time to swim, swim, swim…

No sleep in this morning, no lounging around the house, no kicking back and relaxing after yesterday’s swim meet, it is back in the pool for me this morning and this afternoon back to lake for an outdoor swim.

 By 8:00am I am at the pool, I have the Stowe Masters workout group to swim with today and I am pleased to have to company for the 6000 meter swim, I am back  home  at 11:00am, by midday I have topped up on food and have the Mini packed with blankets, my swim bag and my after swim yum yums bag, inside  is a thermos of hot water, tea, coffee, ginger-nut biscuits and Jelly Babies.

 “See you later. I am off for a swim”, I shout to my family as I head towards the door, ” didn’t you already swim today?”, replies my daughter Heidi, ” Yes, but that was in the pool, now I have a cold water swim outdoors”, I reply, ” Of Course you do Mum, and why…because that’s what you do, have fun”, says Heidi, ” I will”, I say with a wide mouthed smile.

 Into the car I bound, I am headed out to the Green River Reservoir and as luck would have it I have 3 others joining me for this afternoons swim, what fun! The day is overcast, it is one of those bone chilling days to look at, the ones where it is cloudy and gray out, it looks like it could be 8:ooam  in the morning or late afternoon just before dusk, it looks quite grim. Things look much brighter when I see my fellow swimmers, Hillary and Sue Ellen, who are already at the canoe launch, Paula soon joins us along with Deb in the Kayak.

 The girls are already making there way into the water, I pass Deb my feed supplies, 2 containers, each with 150 mls of Maxim ( my carbo drink), to which Deb will add 150mls of hot water at feeding time, the hot feeds not only fuel me, but also help me combat the cold, I am not even in the water yet and I am dreaming of that hot feed.

Left to right: Paula, Sue Ellen and Hillary ready to go..." Hey Kiwi are you getting in?"

 You guessed it I am dawdling, I made the mistake of pulling on snow boots to drive to the lake and my coziest sweatshirt, I am so cozy on the shore, I feel like I need a shoe horn to pry myself away from the canoe launch and into the water to get started. ” Deb, can you put baby oil on my shoulders and arms please”, Deb obliges and I quickly slide back into the cozy sweat shirt, ” Deb, can I please have a hot feed before I swim?”, Deb obliges and I go about drinking my feed very slowly.

Me before today's swim, mischievously dawdling on shore, I am enjoying myself

   Enough is enough, time for me to get this show on the road, I kick off my snow boots, ditch the sweatshirt and wade into the water, it stings my legs, at 51 degrees Farenheight it is a sharp contrast from this mornings 82 degree swim. I dive under, the cold hits my entire body, I stroke hard and fast to kick up my heart rate and generate some heat in my core, my skin feels like it is burning, the cold water often makes it feel like this at first, I know after 20 minutes or so it will dissipate, in the mean time best thing for me to do is focus on something else,  I do, I look at my fellow swimmers tucked up in their wetsuits, I think how wonderful they are to come out here with me today, then I see Deb bundled up in the kayak, what a star she is paddling beside me, I know I drench her with every arm stroke, she must be cold paddling into the chilly wind. We leave the canoe launch inlet and make good progress out and around Blueberry Island, we complete the first lap and start heading towards the second and final lap, 30 minutes arrives and we stop for a hot feed MMMmmmm.

 Off we go again, another lap around Blueberry Island, we hug the shoreline as we approach the end of the final lap, Deb steers me into towards the canoe launch, she circles her arm swiftly to signal my sprint to France, I pick up my pace and pull hard towards the shore, the home stretch seems to go on for a very long time, I sprint and sprint, finally I can see the bottom, I dive my arm down to touch the mud and rocks on the bottom, PHEW complete.

 I bring my eyes to the surface, then part of my mouth, just enough so Deb can see my smile, it is my ” how about one of those tasty little Jelly Babies” smile, Deb sees it and passes me a Jelly Baby, I suck it down and say, ” I’ll take his little friend too”, with that she hands over another one and I swallow him whole.

 Next up, getting out, right now this seems like the hardest part, the air temperature is well below that of the water, I know as soon as I get out  the cold air will plummet my body temperature in about 120 seconds, I will have to move fast and get dressed as quick as a flash. Out I go, my clothes are just a few paces away, I peel off my suit, on with a fleece, sweat shirt and sweat pants, next the hat, all I am focusing on is getting dressed and getting dressed fast. I reach into my dry bag and pull out my big soft red blanket as I do so I notice Hillary, my fellow swimmer standing,  it is not the standing that concerns me, it is the fact that she is not getting dressed, and that it looks like someone has smeared blue lipstick on her lips, ” Hillary, lets get this blanket around you, it’s super cozy”, I say as I wrap the blanket around her, ” no you need the blanket”, she replies, ” nope I am all set, warming up already look”, I reply bouncing up and down, ” see I am off up to the car, come up for hot chocolate”. With that I bounce up the road, why do I say bounce?

 Well remember when I told you I wore snow boots today? Yes, well I won’t do that again, they were murderous to get back on after the swim, my feet were wet, corpse white and clumsy, I struggled to get the boots on and once on they hurt with every step I took, as soon as I got to the car I tugged them off and put on my lambswool slippers, ahhh sweet relief.

  We gathered around the car to talk about our swim, while drinking hot chocolate, sipping hot tea and enjoy a few more Jelly Babies. How long was this afternoon’s swim?  54 Minutes.

Total for the Day? 6000 meters Pool / 4000 meters Open Water = 10km

Total for the Week ? 45, 500 meters

 Coming up this week: Pool Swims/Outdoor swims. Will there be snow? I’ll keep you posted.

Here is a sneak preview, this is me driving to my next swim, you guessed it a SNOW SWIM coming your way......

Saturday Morning

October 22nd

Today’s Schedule: Short Course Meters Swim Meet

 Last night, before I went to bed I packed my swim bag for today’s meet, I dug out my race suit, a warm-up suit, 2 caps, 2 goggles, my favourite Swimming Hole towel and some snuggly sweats and sweat shirt to wear in between events. This morning I am adding food and lots of it, I hate to race hungry.

 There are a pack of us making the 1 hour 15 minute drive to the meet, I am riding down with 3 of my team mates, Tricia, Paula and Cynthia, at 7:30am we are on the road. We arrive in good time to slide into the pool for warmups at 9:00am, I go about stretching it out with some Freestyle

400 Ez

4 x 50’s of 25 Drill/ 25 Swim

4 x 50’s Building Speed, focus accelerating into the wall

8 x 25’s of Sprint down fast/ swim back ez

 After a 1000 Warm Up I am out of the water and into the shower, off with the warm up suit and into my race suit,” shouldn’t take to long to change”, I think to myself….. ahhh wrong, it takes me quite some time to wrestle into my race suit, I am tugging and pulling to get the thing on, Cynthia is waiting with me in the locker room, she is all ready changed and ready to go, ” Cynthia, I’m going to be a while, you go ahead”, I say to her still struggling to get the suit over my new abdominal padding. I have been adding body fat over the last 12 months, the challenge to consume enough fuel for my training and a little extra to allow my body to store the unused fuel as fat for added  insulation and an energy source for future swims.

Just how much stored fat did I utilize while swimming the In Search of Memphre Marathon?

 I was interested to find out, but first let’s look at a some background information….

 Carbohydrate ingestion before and during can enhance performance, it can fuel athletes who must sustain a high functional power for long periods of time and enhances muscular endurance. Blood glucose also serves as the primary fuel source for the brain and central nervous system, the central nervous system helps control mood, focus and the contraction of muscles just to name a few, if blood glucose runs low during intense exercise this will result in a depressed function of the central nervous system, which means mental and muscle function will become impaired. ( Source: Performance Nutrition, Applying the Science of Nutrient Timing, Krista Austin, Phd, CSCS/ Bob Seebohar, MS, RD, CSSD, CSCS)

 Take in carbohydrates,  seems like a ” No Brainer” right?

  Although carbohydrates are very important, the body cannot depend on them to provide all the energy needed, it’s impossible to replenish all the carbohydrate stores that are expended, so what happens next? The body uses stored fat as a fuel source.

 The oxidation of fat during exercise is dependent on:

~the body’s ability to use fat as a fuel source

~ and the rate of carbohydrate consumption.

During extended periods of swimming there is switch from carbohydrates to fat as the major fuel source, each individual is different but for many this is  after 7-8 hours of swimming, for many swimmers this is called ” the darkest hour”, when moods can darken and focus diminish.

    I knew I would burn through some of my fat stores during the 25 Mile swim, I was curious to know just how much? My plan was to feed every 30 minutes on 300mls of Maxim Carbo Drink, hot feeds to help me combat the cold lake water, along with some treats of Jelly Babies here and there along the way.

 Just how much fat? 

 I went about collecting statistical facts by taking  a body composition test before and after the swim, here are my findings

 Body Fat Pre Swim = 18.70 %  / 27 lbs of  Body Fat

Body Fat Post Swim = 14.58% / 19lbs of Body Fat

I dropped over 4% body fat in 15.5 hours and lost just under 8lbs of fat , that’s 28,000 calories, WOW.

Do I lose Body Fat? YES, essentially I used 22% my body’s stored fat for fuel.

300 mls of Maxim " Down the hatch"

 Back to the Swim Meet…..

 Back to the swim meet, I manage to fold myself into my snug race suit, I have decided  to set realisitc goal times for today’s swims, based on my last 4 weeks of training, my times in the pool have been slower than this time last year, with that in mind here are my goal times for today’s events:

400 Free  Today’s Goal Time 5:25

 In 2010 I swam a 5:05 .91, over the last few weeks a 5:35 has been a mission

100 Free Goal Time 1:14

In 2010 my time was a 1:10.39, best time in the last few weeks a 1:16

50 Free Goal Time 34 seconds

Well I haven’t raced a 50 Free in a while, Marathon to a Dive and dash, should be interesting!

  So let’s see how things pan out, first up is the 400 Free, the starter sounds the whistle and instructs us to step up on the block, I am in the final heat of the event with the swimmers with the fastest seed times, it is a mixed heat of both men and women, there is another female swimmer in the heat with me Kaye-Lani, she has a faster seed time than me, a 5:01, she is a great competitor, I have enjoyed racing with her in the past and I am sure today will be now exception, we are in lanes next to each other, up on the blocks I hear ” Take your marks” from the starter, I latch my hands onto the starting block, everything is engaged ready to power off the block as soon as the starter’s ” beep” sounds, “Beeeeeep”, I react and explode off the block, tight streamline through the air and then slice into the water holding my streamline,  before I know it I am at the first wall, my heart is pounding, my stroke rate high, Kaye-Lani is a body length or more ahead of me, “relax and pull strong, make each stroke count”, I tell myself and with that my stroke lengthens out, I can feel my self starting to gain speed and ground with each stroke, by the 200 we are side by side, it feels strange to be interrupting my long strokes will a wall every 25 meters, how strange, when I swam the Lake Memphremagog event is was one 25 mile length, here I am now hitting a wall every 18 or 19 seconds, instinct seems to take over, I start digging deeper with each pull, 100 meters to go and I begin to pull away, 75 meters to go, time to put the pedal down and build to the finish, the last 25 is everything I’ve got, BAM my hand punches  the touch pad, I look at the clock, my time 5:05.64, I reach over the shake Kaye-Lani’s hand. 

 I slide into the warm up and cool down lanes to stretch out before my next event, “where did that come from, guess I rediscovered my speed”, I think to myself as I swim, or perhaps it was there all along and I just had to dig deep for it.

 Onto the next swim…..

100 Free, my goal time a 1:14, my swim time a 1:10.23, again faster than a year ago

And now the 50 Free….

  As I am making my way over to the blocks, a few of my fellow swimmers comment ” Are YOU racing the 50 Free? Isn’t that a bit short for you?  Well I get the giggles, I very rarely sprint 50’s, this will be fun,” lets see if I can beat my 50 split from my 400 Free?”, I say to myself. As I am lining up I get tips on how many breaths to take during the race, ” here is what you do, one breath before the wall on the first 25 and if you need it one breath on the way back, that’s it”, says Mike who is a sprinter and a few heats after me in the fastest heat.

 I climb up on the block, ” Wow 50 meters, a start, then down and back, here goes” , the starter sounds and I am off, stroking as fast as I can, I feel like I am in the spin cycle in a washing machine, not pretty!  I am 12.5 meters down the pool, OK this feels good with no air I can do this, I start approaching the wall, it is less than 10 meters away, I take my breath, I picture a goldfish mouthing for air, I gasp sucking it in then put my head back down and stroke, “boy that air was so good, perhaps just another breath before the wall”, I convince myself that another breath is a good idea, I breath again, and again, I hit the wall and push off for my last 25 meters, ”  OK, Mike said if you need a breath on the last 25 take it”, I replay the words in my head as I take a few more breaths, it is like a sale on air, I reach the wall heaving, my time 34.42 seconds, how fast was the first 50 in my 400 Free 35.39 seconds, and how many breaths did I end up taking, um….5.

 What’s the sign of a true distance swimmer? When your first 50 of a distance event is almost the same as your all out 50 Free Splash and Dash….Guilty!

My last swim is the 800 Free, my Goal time 10:55, I swam it in 10 minutes, 33.40 seconds, setting a Pool Record. I beat my goal times in all my events today and rediscovered my speed, along with 4 first place finishes, I am pleased.

That's me in the middle, Paula is on my left and Cynthia on my right

 What fun today, it was fun to swim and visit with the other swimmers and a great chance to work on finding my speed, next up a 1000 meter cool down and back home, what’s coming up tomorrow? A double swim, pool swim in the morning and outdoors for a cold lake swim in the afternoon, how cold? I’ll keep you posted.

Closing thought: ” To do less than your best is to sacrifice the gift”

                                     – Steve Prefontaine

October Rolls around, AND it’s time to begin the rebuild 

It is time for a new training phase, after a summer of clocking many miles in the Open Water and gaining much needed experience, I’ve learned valuable lessons, I ponder the thought, ” it’s funny how you can research, read and be advised by those who have struggled before you but nothing sticks quite like the experience itself “, yip, experience is something you get after you need it,the lessons learned by doing  pack a greater punch than just being told, now that experience is soundly tucked away waiting for the next adventure. Here are just a few areas of training……

Treading

Feeding Fast

16 Miles Plus Swimming

15 Hours plus Swimming

Night Swimming

Swimming around ships and alongside a large support boat

Swimming with the tide and against the tide

Nutrition ~ How to fuel for Training Sessions, Tapering and the swim

Hydration and over Hydration ~ Enough said

Communication ~ Avoid Negativity, surround yourself with Positive

Rest ~ Recovery ~ Repair

Every Swim is different, you cannot predict outcome on past performance, remain vigilent

Me in Boston Harbor, August 2012

 After all the adventures in 2010 & 2011, I keep coming back to the main thing SWIMMING THE ENGLISH CHANNEL, all the above experiences have been in preparation for the Channel, to be as prepared as I can for anything the Channel tosses at me on the day, after an action packed Summer and Fall the preparation and learning continues with…….

Cold Water Acclimatization Swims

Rebuilding an aerobic base with steady cruise pace swimming

Building Muscle through strength Training

Beginning to slowly add Speed Work in the Pool

Keeping Mentally Fresh, Recharging  by getting outdoors for a little Hiking/ Running through the Vermont woods

Eat Well and Sleep

 So, there we have it, a plan ready…..

Pool Swims and Open Water Swims 32,500- 35,000 meters per week

Strength Training to increase overall strength and help reduce the risk of shoulder impingement

Flexibility, Yoga 3 days each week

Hike and/or Run 2 days each week

 So lets check in and see how it has panned out so far…….

October Week 1 Weekly Distance 41,500 meters

                Week 2 Weekly Distance 28,000 meters

      Here we are in week 3 of October, oh and I forgot to tell you, this week we have a swim meet, well I have entered a swim meet, lets see if I step up on the block or not!

 Monday is a 5000 meter pool swim, I have been adding some speed work back in over the last 2 weeks, what can I tell you, it feels ugly, it is a good while since I have been training at an intensity high enjoy to tickle the lactate threshold and I can feel my body’s tolerance to lactate and it’s byproducts has diminished over the last few months, translation, I struggle holding onto a sprint and am swimming painfully slow. A set of 200’s that earlier in the summer would have concluded with a final 200 in 2 minutes, 35 seconds is now a creaky 2:55.

Tuesday

 A return to my trusty 10 repeats of 400 meters set on a 6:15 interval, giving me some time to tread water in between repeats, my final beat the tide pace on number 10 is 5 minutes and 45 seconds, again I compare myself to my sprightly 5:12 just a few months ago. Nothing to do but go find that speed again, so I go about the painful process of slowly building back up. 8000 meters today and a 45 minute run at the end of the day lifts my spirits

Wednesday

 Back in the pool for some short sprints and recovery swimming in between, 4,600 meters

Thursday

 Outdoors early, at 7:00am it is dark when I pull up to the canoe launch to meet Paula and Deb, Paula said it was her last Open Water swim a few weeks back, yet she is still coming out with me swimming in her wetsuit, I feel lucky to have her by my side. I am so excited to be outside, it has taken a bit to adjust to the confinement of being back in the pool and the warm 82 degree water, today the water is 55 degrees and the air 50 degrees, the sky is stormy looking, it is teaming with rain and the water has a menacing choppiness to it. Paula gets in first and warms up, while I dawdle on the shore, time to do it, I push off Deb in the kayak and go about wading in, ” Crikey, she’s a cold one today”, I say, not knowing if anyone can hear me or not, “well on the positive side this is great for my recovery, it is like a giant ice pack to take away any aches and pains”, I think.

 We stroke on out towards Blueberry Island, the shoreline that was not long ago a festive color of red and orange leaves on the trees is now a dull stick like brown, we make it to the island, it has a wooden cross with Keep Out  written on it, I’ve always noticed it but particularly so today with the grim stark trees and the stormy skies, today the keep out sign looks more like a RIP tombstone, as I swim by I get a chill down my spine, we round the corner and head back towards the canoe launch. Soon it is time for my hot feed, I know because I am watching Deb like a hawk as she mixes in the hot water to my Maxim, she gives me my feed signal and I snatch the cup and pour the hot fluid down, it feels hot indeed and gives me a welcome charge to take on the final lap of Blueberry Island, before I know it I have taken the RIP tour around the island one more time and it is the sprint for home, PHEW. Next up Jelly Babies and Hot Chocolate, 56 minutes of swimming in 55 degree water, the rewards are well worth the effort.

Friday it is back in the pool for 6,400 meters and some strength training, now what about that swim meet I mentioned? Back in August Vermont got pummelled by Hurricane Irene, tomorrows swim meet is donating all of its entry fees to go towards Rebuild Vermont Hurricane Relief, it is a short course meters meet and I am racing the 50, 100, 400 and 800 Free, how will I fear and how will my times compare to this time last year? I’ll keep you posted.

Me and Deb, side by side

 The person that gets ahead, is the one who does more than is necessary- and keeps on doing it

Sunday September 24th, 2011

Location: Flat River Reservoir, Rhode Island

Event: New England Masters Open Water 10km Championships

What do you do after swimming a Marathon? Perhaps a 10km race, well let’s find out today if that is a good idea or not.

 We arrived in Rhode Island last night after a 4 ish hour drive, we being me, Paula, Deb and Cynthia, Cynthia is kayaking for me today, Deb is kayaking for Paula. I am excited to swim, it is such a novelty to have so few things to pack for the swim, no big feed bin today, just a few bottles to toss in the kayak, easy pesy.

 Today it is unseasonably warm, the air is in the 80F plus range and the water upper 60s, no hot feeds for me today! The sun is shining as we load Cynthia into the kayak and I start wading out to the starting area. ” I wonder what this will feel like?” I think to myself as I ease into the water a bit deeper, I have declared to others around me that I will take it easy and if something doesn’t feel right I can hop out after the first lap of the swim which is a 2 lap course, 5km per lap, a sound plan, except for the fact that I have not declared that as a goal to myself, I know deep inside once I get onto the playground I won’t hold back, I’ll give it heaps, ” well there is always the ……Just Swim what You Can Tolerate Plan…Yip, that’s the one I am going with today”

 All the swimmers wade out, the starter sounds and we are off, oohhhh what fun, jocking for position, the sprint at the start is on, I am breathing heavy, my body and on high alert, it reminds me of the US Nationals 25km race in Indiana earlier this summer, I am having a good time. All of us are pretty congested in this narrow start area, there are kayaks and swimmers layered alongside each other and I am no exception, I am glued beside a swimmer in a wetsuit, I decide to kick in a sprint to break away, I dig it in and feel a knife like pain in my left upper arm, it hurts, right in the upper head of the triceps muscle, ” darn it, I give the area an examination, OK, recovery feels pain free, entry still OK, reach, not so much and the catch and pull, ouch. I back off my sprint and settle into a rhythm, ” all right rocket scientist, you’ve got about 8km to go, do what you can tolerate, get into a relaxed rhythm, as hard as you can, but stay under that pain ceiling”, I say to myself and by that I mean, if I feel the sharp stabbing pain in my arm, dial it back a bit. With my race plan in place I continue up the river on the first lap, the sun is pouring onto my back, I feel warm and happy, when I breathe to the side I can see Cynthia paddling away with her delightfully upbeat expression on her face, I can see she is enjoying herself and that makes me feel even better in the water.  We approach swimmers here and there, as soon as I see their bubbles in front of me I dig a little deeper to pull alongside then and then swim by, we are in a good rhythm and making good progress.

 The first lap is nearly complete, I can’t help a little pace calculation, now I swam this last year in 2 hours and 39 minutes, if I make the 5km split before my 20 minute stroke count from Cynthia I will be at last years pace of 1 hour 17 minutes for the 5km, if not I am slower, ” what are you thinking!”, I scold myself, forget the clock, your goal should be completion today not a personal best time”, I am having a hard time letting the thought of swimming slower go.

 Cynthia gives me my 20 minute stroke rate just as we complete the first lap, 1 hour 20 minutes for 5 km, OK 3 minutes off pace, PICK IT UP, I give the instruction without thinking, I pick it up and thunder back down the river for the second and final lap, we are passing people here and there which is all well and good, but the pain in my arm is getting sharper and more constant, rats! Regroup time, I back off my pace, it hurts with every stroke, ” well I am already into the second lap, best thing to do now is wrap it up at the finish line”, I swim it out, even though my arm is in pain it is nothing like the mischief I got into in Lake Memphremagog just 14 days ago,  I am looking forward to that post race fun on the beach that I missed in Canada when I was feeling under the weather, I sneak a peak and see the finish area, Cynthia and I head in side by side, we made it, fantastic, 2 Hours and 48 minutes, 9 minutes slower than last year and an achy wing but I am pleased.

 Cynthia, unloads the boat, I get myself changed and we chatter on the beach about the race, next up Paula swims in with Deb by her side, a great swim from Paula, her first ever 10km and the fastest female in a wetsuit at 3 hours 17 minutes and eight seconds. Paula and I both snag New England Titles in our age groups, but the real prize is the big block of locally made Chocolate in the shape of a swimmer. We visit with the other swimmers and then pile into the car for the 4 hour ish drive back to Vermont.

 So there we have it Open Water events complete for me for 2011…

 USMS 25km Nationals June

Lake Champlain 16 Mile 2 way crossing August

Boston Light Swim 8 Miles August

Lake Willowby 4.75 Mile Swim August

In Search of Memphre 25.2 Mile Swim September

New England Open Water 10km Championships September

….Phew I am ready to change gears, on arrival home I unpack my gear and enter the following into my training journal:

• Left Shoulder ( Long Head of Triceps ) muscle soreness on hand entry and underwater pull after start
• Feeding great
• Swim was hard and painful
• Time for Repair

After 4 months of events it is time to rest, repair and rebuild: Muscle, Aerobic Base and SPEED

 Time to head of to bed, tuck, tuck and I am out cold, 5am rolls around fast and I am up and off to our 6am Masters practice, again with the ( what are you thinking, right!), well it only takes one stroke in the pool for me to get message loud and clear, OUCH, I wince with the pain, I move over lane by lane from the fastest lane in lane 4, to the getting faster lane, in lane 1. For me the rest of practice is kicking, with my hands by my side because I can’t get them above me head.

 I haul myself out of the pool at the end of practice and declare the goal to myself, RECOVERY and REPAIR, no swimming for me, by the end of the day my arm shows me how annoyed it is with a yellowish, gray bruise all the way up the underside of my arm, a reminder that enough is enough, and this time I get the message loud and clear, I listen and embrace the rest, I am happy to be in this new phase, I am focused first on rest, repair and recovery and then the rebuild, building some strength and finding my speed once more, I am excited at the prospect. So for now…

Gentle Yoga, Stretching, Foam roller sessions, Body Work on the massage table  from Kate Graves and No Swimming for a bit, the perfect time to plan out my October and November training schedule. What will that bring? I will give you a hint….. Cold Water Acclimatization Swims Brrrrrrrr!

Closing Thought:

 ” It’s not that I’m so smart, it’s just that I stay with problems longer”

                                                                                         – Albert Einstein