Swim with NE31
After yesterday’s cycling in the rain, I thought I may have been wet enough. I was also a little sore, having spend four hours on Wednesday on standing on top of a ladder stripping artex from the plaster moulding around the edge of one of our ceilings (the late 70’s / early 80’s has so much to answer for - it only comes of in flakes that’re about 1/2″ square).
But I’d bunked off swimming on Monday, so no way was I going to miss a second session. I’m still in the ‘learning’ lane (which is kinda humiliating . . . but everyone has to learn at some point!), so I get let off the intervals that the rest of the club do. Peter, the coach, barks instructions at them, while giving what’s effectively 1:1 coaching to the few of us learners. How he manages to divide the attention so effectively is a real puzzle to me.
Anyway, it seems to be working - I’m finding the various sets of laps easier, and more consistent, so there might be hope for me yet.
Workout:
- Type: Swim
- Date: 06/14/2007
- Total Time: 00:50:00.00
- Distance: 804.67 m
- Average Pace: 6:12.82/100m
Good to hear, Karl. I suspect that learning to swim now is an interesting experience, but you have a much better chance of not learning the bad habits that I’ve picked up over the years.
And you’ve got the right attitude, too. The other day I was talking to the octogenarian in the next lane. She said that she’s just learning, after not learning as a child, then watching her husband and children learn over the years. What made the conversation really fun was that she kept telling me, over and over, that I had to speak up because she was completely deaf in one ear and mostly deaf in the other ear “BECAUSE IT WAS A FIRECRACKER”.
Sweet lady.
Yep . . . it’s still a bit strange being in the learning lane though. In this session, I was sharing it with two kids who are still at school.
But looking on the bright side, at least the coach has said I can take my inflatable arm-bands off for now. . . .