The swim test yesterday went alright but the most *ahem* exciting moment came during the warmup. As I swam along in the lane by myself, staying on one side only, someone joined me in the lane without asking and then decided to circle-swim, also without asking. We collided head-on and the conversation went something like this:
Him: “Oh, I thought we were circle swimming.”
Me: “Did we discuss circle swimming?”
Him: “Uh, no.”
Me: “Well, we’re not!”
At least the anger fueled my swimming after that. Douchebag.
I got some very sad news Tuesday about a longtime online friend, a triathlete and amazing animal lover, who passed very unexpectedly in her sleep. She was the kind of person who inspired others to greatness with her enthusiasm and spirit. This is a lovely tribute to her life.
I had some deep musings about triathlon to post. But I forgot them. I think I had a long convoluted way to get to a point about how much more I like the challenge of triathlon over straight running because of the many decision points along the way and the potential for disaster. It feels like you are skating more of a fine line for 20, 70.3, 140.6 miles than a run race has ever felt. And I dig it.
My schedule for the day went to hell but in the best possible way. That whole block of work I was supposed to do in between lunchtime yoga and my sports massage ended up being lunch with 3 fun women! Oh well, some days you’ve just got to go with the flow and take advantage of the opportunities as they present themselves. Work will still be there later.
I hope everyone has a fun and safe holiday weekend!!!