Sunday, June 24, 2012

Spin and Swim

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Spin and Swim.  This will be my Tuesday/Thursday ritual for the rest of the month.  

It's taking some getting used to waking up at 5 am for early-morning workouts.  And by the time it's second nature, school will be back in session and they will be taken away from me once again.

I slowly got out of bed and made my way to the rec center for Spin class. I was dismayed that we were out of peanut butter, which is what I eat before early morning workouts; just a teaspoon, but we didn't even have that.  Luckily, I had a Luna bar, so I took a few bites of that on the way.

I decided that I will just be happy to have a class to go to and not concentrate on what he does and doesn't do or what music he plays.  As class really got started, I thought I would push myself with his instructions and really give it my all rather than doing the minimum with the tension.  When he said to add it, I did, more than I usually do.  I added it until I could barely keep the minimum of our rpms that he suggested.  It was tougher.  Then about half way through class, he had us come up out of our seats.  I was surprised and happy, because I had already come up a couple of times just to give my booty a rest.  That was the only time he did it, but I found it promising.  

I kept my end of the bargain with the tension, and I think I should have been doing that all along, rather than pacing myself for what may come.  Because I could have handled it, but I used the excuse that I was pacing myself as a cover for the fact that it's really about me hating adding tension.  And I'm only cheating myself.

After class, I thanked him for getting us up out of our saddles a little bit.  He admitted that it is brutal to be in the seat the whole time (which is what I suspected when he got up and walked around.)  He is easing us into it since it takes some getting used to, but in the weeks to come, he will be adding more challenging things and changing things up a bit.  


I was nervous about swim class because she said we'd be working on speed.  I really want to work on technique and not really worry about my speed, and I was going to talk to her about that.  

Turns out this is our last night with Meagan.  For the last week of class a guy named Tim will be taking over.  I think I'm going to like Tim.  According to Meagan, he over teaches.  For me, just starting out, I think over teaching will be a good thing.  

She had us do drills.  Different types of swimming followed by regular laps at different speeds.  When I was confused about something she was talking about (like a zipper stroke) Tim was all too ready to explain it to me.  Some of these things don't make sense to me.  Like the zipper thing.  I don't see how this is supposed to be beneficial since you are moving your arms against the water.  Turns out I was doing it wrong, and before I could ask questions, we were moving on to the next thing.  

Most of the laps were good.  I think the freestyle is going to be my strongest, since that is what we do the most of.   At one point, we had to swim 50 yards in a minute and a half.  You got to rest for what was left of your 90 seconds before taking off for the next 50.  This wasn't as bad as I thought as I had about 15 to 25 seconds of rest between sets.  I was worried about it, and I told her so.  I mentioned my ideas of technique vs. speed, and she explained herself.  There is a method to her madness.  She does watch me, but she is not seeing anything to critique me on.  That is good news, but I wonder if she is not watching me enough.  But that may be the critic in me.  All the drills and speed are meant to build endurance.  Even the speed work is meant to build stamina and confidence that will be needed in the tri.  Tim will be working with us next week on different strokes, and she told him that I would want to work on technique.

I think it's going to be a good week.  Kelly and I thanked her.  I know I learned a lot from her, and she's always at the natatorium, so she is there if I need her.

When all was said and done, I had swam 900 yards, and Kelly had swam 950.  Another half mile down.  Then I thought about it a different way.  I had swam the Half Ironman distance this week.  Granted I didn't do it in the 1 hour 15 minute time limit, but the distance is good enough for me.  Three weeks ago, I would have never thought I would swim half a mile in a single day; so this is a milestone to feel good about.

I'll take it.

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