As much as I tried to hide my head in the sand, Saturday morning appeared right on schedule and that meant it was time for my swim test. Visions of drowning danced in my head, along with Coach's email from earlier in the week about the tests on our schedules:
The tests are HARD. You should be giving an all out effort. Do what it takes to leave it all out there. This should be quite uncomfortable and by the end of the test you should want to stop!
Luckily I had convinced Nigel to join me at the pool for a swim so at least I wouldn't be alone.
Though if I'd been smart about it, I would have shared a lane with him and utilized his draft to enhance my performance.
Anyway...I eased on through the warmup sets, trying to ignore what was to come but eventually there I was with timed 10 x 100 all out (R:10) next on my list. I won't sugarcoat it - it hurt A LOT. I was reminded just how much swimming sucks.
And then it was over and I was getting out and emailing my results off to Coach. I didn't really think to look back and compare my total time to my last swim test in early September.
Imagine my surprise when she emailed me back to tell me I cut 12 seconds off my average 100 time!
Hmm. I guess this means I have to keep working at swimming. Damn.
After my swim, I headed over to the International Swim Center in Santa Clara to watch my youngest siblings - Mimi, Cai, Grace, Jack and Ryan - compete in what I am told is the biggest local swim meet. A few thousand kids + one pool = recipe for insanity!
The kids did awesome. They are such better swimmers than me that it's not even funny. Oh, their laughter when I told them my swim speed....good times.
Here is Jack in the 50 fly
Mimi in the 100 breast
Grace in the 100 breast
Ryan and Jack waiting to dive in the 50 breast