Tues – 2.5k swim – mainly 400s, lots of biking to get to physio and uni
Wed – 1.5k swim, running drills (in pool – lol) killer hill bike to get to work exp
I will admit, today was a largely unsuccessful swim. The problem is, I fall through the crack. How, you may ask?
People who swim at 8am, are generally dedicated- and thus good. Therefore, at this time (yesyes I was in the pool at 8am today..), I don’t feel too confident in the fast lane. I can keep up, but not at a good continual pace. However, the medium lane is mediocre in every sense of the word, and I end up paddling along behind someone doing breastroke or GOODNESS FORBID backstroke, getting frustrated. What is one to do? Usually: persevere. Today: get fed up, jump in the learner pool and take my frustration out on drills.
The week so far has been fairly hectic. I’m aware my degree is drawing to it’s close, so i’m working pretty hard. I’m trying to fit everything in, and still snatch moments of pleasure. Yesterday morning, I woke at 7am, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom, then took myself to starbucks (not my first choice – but open) to do my reading before my swim, which was followed by a painful but (yay!) fantastic physio trip – fantastic because I was proclaimed HEALED of tendinitis! This was then followed by some biking ac cross the hills of Sussex to uni, a library trip, a lecture, and finally sleep.
For the average student, this is a surplus of activity. For the average working adult, it’s probably fairly normal.
Sometimes I wonder if I pile on unnecessary stress – for example, why not enjoy some extra hours in bed, and go to the gym in the evening – considering it’s open till 10.30? Thing is, I like to be busy. For two reasons: i’m painfully aware that (with a little luck) i’ll be working some time soon, and I want to limit the shock. Two: It makes me appreciate life, and the beautiful moments of simplicity found in a corner of starbucks. I may find many a reason to whinge about cycling in the harsh wind and driving rain, but I can tell you I loved the cold in the air as I zoomed over the downs yesterday (less so as I peddled up the evil ‘Wednesday Hill of Doom’ today…)
So – that’s why I do it to myself. I like to be productive, and am not prepared to waste my days away. Wistful ambling appreciation for life over. By the way, did I mention the physio said i’m better?!