Please Learn The Rules Of The Pool
So the morning sessions at Ashington pool . . .
Normally I’d do Monday lunchtime, so as to give myself an extra hour or so of zzzzz to get over Sunday’s ride & run. But someone in the office had booked the entire two hours I’d already scheduled in my diary to swim . . . for a meeting. Bah.
So I dragged myself out of bed, and off to the pool. To begin with the session looked like being a good’un - aside from the club members steaming up and down in their private lane, hardly anyone in . . .
But it seemed that every five minutes another person would get into the pool. And the trouble is that it’s not a big pool, so pretty soon it was kinda crowded. That in itself isn’t generally a problem, providing that people join lanes in which there are swimmers of similar speeds to themselves.
This DIDN’T happen, and after the fourth time that I realised I was swimming head-to-head with yet another old lady (doing the old lady swim - a bit like breast stroke, but you keep your blue-rinsed hair and glasses completely dry), I called it a day.
Hopefully Wednesday will be better . . . and I can’t wait for the sea to warm up - within the next few weeks I hope to be experiencing the bracing effects of salt water.
- Type: Swim
- Date: 04/12/2010
- Time: 17:57:41
- Total Time: 00:42:00.00
- Calories: 307
- Distance: 1,700 m
- Average Pace: 2:28.14/100m