Today, I jumped into swimming!
That's an exaggeration. I slowly lowered myself into the cool, cool pool water at the gym, drew a sharp breath at the iciness and began what must have looked like to those above water, a desperate attempt to save my own life.
It's official, I am no swimmer.
I mean, I can swim. I can dog paddle, frog paddle, backstroke. I am a skilled floater. I not a danger to myself or others in the water. But I'm not a Swimmer. I've never been schooled in how to cut through the water efficiently. How to execute the different strokes with ease. I don't even know the right names. Or, apparently, how to breathe.
Yes, my biggest challenge today was breathing. I'm not sure when to come up for breath. Or how! I mean yes, I know when it is time to procure more oxygen. Just not the finesse of the timing.
Nor do I know anything about pacing. (is there such a thing?)
I arrived prepared with my oh-so-colorful Dolphin Ugly swimsuit. They didn't have a pink suit in my price range so I went with a suit that looks like a rainbow threw up on it. It sure lives up to the Ugly name.
I had my Speedo swimcap made specifically for long hair and my pink goggles. I was ready. At least I looked the part. Oh, why oh why did I put off swimming until just now??? What WAS I THINKING? Who is this person and why does she think she can complete a sprint triathlon???
It was a humbling experience to say the least. And I started off pretty darn humble, believe me. I knew that swimming would kick my rainbow tail! (the fabric is glittery too BTW) Man I'm worn out from just 45 minutes in the pool. I don't claim 45 minutes of actual movement because once I reached the edge of the pool I'd cling to it for dear life, my multi-colored chest heaving, gasping for air. My glasses not on my face, I was blind to all but what was right in front of me. At one point I thought Bahama Mama was in front of me when in fact, she was right next to me. I'm practically blind in case you didn't know. I thought the dark stripe marking the lane was her. Ooops. She kept an eye on the clock and let me know once we'd met our goal. (side not, not sure WHAT to do for the race. Do you wear your contacts in the water?)
Long ago I lost count of the laps we "swam." All I know is that swimming is the total body workout I anticipated it would be and that I'm not thrilled about the prospect of getting lake water in my mouth.
I've got a long row to hoe. Er, um, swim.
What have I gotten myself into???
Any advice you got, I'll take it. Goodness knows I need it!