The mysterious “they”, whoever they are, often say that records are made to fall. And today, two of mine did. First, I swam a mile in 1:05, getting me ever closer to that hour mark. Secondly, I pushed on and got 2,500 yards today.
I pushed it since I’d had a fairly light week, I’m going on vacation next week (and will be unable to swim Monday or Tuesday, and possibly Wednesday—at least, not in a way that I can count distance), and it was Friday so there were fewer people in the pool. I actually felt fine until around the 2150 mark. That’s when I started to feel my arms go weak.
At least it wasn’t a leg cramp this time!
In any case, I bought another pickle bag after I was done and am currently working on it. I don’t feel like I’d cramp up or anything, but I figure preemptive is better than reactive when it comes to that!
Any case, it’s now 44,400 yards down with 1,715,600 left to go.
