And boy are my arms tired....

This morning was my long swim. The plan was to swim an hour and a half or 4250 yards (2.4 miles). Which ever came first. This would be my longest swim ever. With only seven weeks to go til the GF, I have to ramp it up. Doesn't mean I have to stand at the top of the ramp, but what the hell, why not.

I looked at the clock and thought, "an hour and a half. Crap." I decided just to start a swimmin'. No warm up laps in this 25 yard pool. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Well you get the point. It was a treat. I was told it would be easier, mentally, if I broke the swim in to 1000 yard sessions and maybe had some music. I had no music so the 1000 yarders was the plan.

Between the 1000ers, all I did was get a splash of my Accelerade and back and forth I went. Just over half way, I started to feel a little twinge in my left shoulder and neck. I relaxed my stroke and neck a little and this took care of that.

After 3000, I looked at the clock and saw that it was just under an hour. It did not feel like I had been swimming an hour. Surprisingly I was not tired at all. With 1250 to go I was just going to swim this one without stopping. I was done before the hour and a half. Well the swim leg is secure.

I will have to admit that I feel pretty darn good right about now. I had no fatigue at all and if it weren't for work, I would have done some spin.

We shall see how this weekend goes with the short run on Saturday and the long bike and run on Sunday.

As Mick told me once, "You can't always get what you want. But if you tri sometimes, you just might get what you need."