Yesterday I got back in the pool for the first time in a few weeks. We have a new Masters coach so I signed up and went yesterday morning. It's amazing how paying for those extra sessions is really good motivation to get out of bed early.
The new coach is tough. Where the old coach focused a lot on drills and technique during our Tuesday morning sessions, the new coach actually wants us to swim. A lot. After just a few weeks out of the pool, I feel like a super slow slug, and I was having kind of a rough time yesterday.
But I know I'll get my endurance and speed back.
Despite my poor performance yesterday, the coach sent out lane assignments and she put me in a lane with 3 of the super fast people. Um, what? I think she must have me confused with someone else... Well, we'll see how long that lasts. I hate getting lapped, but I have a feeling that's what I have to look forward to in the next few Tuesdays.
I planned to go to strength training this morning, but last night my throat started hurting and one nostril got clogged. Darn it! Jason came back from vacation with his family a few weeks ago with a wicked cold that had made it's way through the entire family. I thought I had survived the incubation period, but maybe not. Or maybe this is something completely different.
Either way, I feel yucky, but a conference call later today means I'm in the office. Also, it's freaking hot outside and my office has AC. If only I could have come to work in my pajamas...
I'm hoping this cold dabbles with me and moves on and I can work out again in a couple of days. It stinks that just as my motivation comes back, I get sidetracked.