I didn't actually get in the pool, but I was there, darn it!
My swimming buddy canceled this morning because she wasn't feeling well and I flirted with the idea of not going, but convinced myself to get up and go. Which I did.
Only when I got to the pool, it was jam packed. There were 2 super fast women in one lane, and I knew if I got in with them, I would drive them crazy. All of the other lanes were full of people swimming soooo slooooowly. Like, casually doing breaststroke slowly. I knew if I got in with them, I would have to keep stopping and trying to pass people and I would go crazy.
So I stood there for almost 10 minutes, holding my kickboard and goggles, hoping someone would get out. A guy who I've seen there before and who swims at about my pace came out of the men's locker room, quickly made the same assessment of the other swimmers as I had, said "I don't have time for this", and walked back into the locker room.
I finally gave up too, and drove home. What I should have done was brought my sneakers with me so I could have hopped on the elliptical instead, but I hadn't thought to do that.
So I walked halfway to work, and I'm planning to walk home tonight. Not as good as a swim, but at least it's something.