I apologize in advance for the extreme wonkiness of this post, again.
So, swimming the length of Lake Champlain didn’t quite work out, but I did pretty okay. As of June, I was ahead by about ten or fifteen miles. However I pulled my shoulder swimming a little too much and then took to my bed for about a month. Well, not exactly, but I didn’t swim in any case. September saw another few weeks out of the pool when I tried to get tricky and do that breathing-out-of-both-sides thing I hear is so popular in freestyle nowadays and pulled some muscle I didn’t know I had. In any case, by the Autumn it was clear that I was either going to have to go full-out towards completing my goal and risk further injury, or go walk around in the leaves some. I made the obvious choice. I still managed to put in 82 miles this year which is less than I’d hoped but pretty awesome in my opinion.
I swam 111 days this year for 82 miles total which is about 3/4 of a mile per swim.
I swam 130 days last year for 79 miles total (it says 80+, I don’t know why I said that, wishful thinking?) which is about 3/5 of a mile per swim.
This year I was away from home even more than last year. I’m calling this all a success. I got special swimmers’ shampoo from my sister for holidaytime and I’m on my fourth swimsuit since this all started way back in Summer 2005. I am also a lifeguard, though it doesn’t come up much. That is the year in swimming.
This is great! I’m always impressed by how you keep track.
Breathing on both sides is great, because then when you swim outside, you can choose to breath on the side the sun is not. I breathe every third stroke.
I’m so glad you now share this joy with me :D
“I’m on my fourth swimsuit”
I used to go through suits like crazy till I discovered polyester suits. They last vastly longer than any of the nylon ones, and they aren’t all the frumpy “workout” style. Actually, the money I saved on not buying and throwing out a $75 nylon suit every six months pretty much made the waterproof mp3 player a wash, and that makes swimming laps way more fun than a bagging-out nylon suit.