Friday, February 11, 2011
This new pool is wreaking major havoc on my sinuses. It's not just me ~ several teammates are also experiencing the same trouble. Last night I took precautions by using a nasal spray prior to and after swimming and I also tossed back two Benadryl since I was heading to bed shortly after anyways. I did sleep through the night well, but this morning I'm a mix of stuffy and drippy. Grrr.
My swim last night was probably my first really good group swim I've had this year. We have 7 lanes at PSU 2 nights a week. With 60 teammates, that puts us at approximately 8.5 teammates per lane...well, not everyone shows up, but lets say about 5.5 teammates per lane. This is not great, but not too bad as long as you are all swimming the same speed. I started in a pretty slow lane initially, finally moved up one the other night and then last night I saw the next lane up only had two guys in it so I jumped all over it - only 3 people in my lane! We all swam the same speed! To top it off, Coach said I looked "smooth". Yes!!
If you are ever in the need for new friends, join a Team in Training triathlon group. You're together A. LOT.
Two nights a week in the pool, one long group w/o on Sat or Sun and then another "rebel" ride or run together on the other day. Most likely someone will also organize a "rebel" run or ride midweek as well. Don't forget about all the teammate fundraisers like Disco Party or Beerpalooza or Wine Tasting or Party in the Park. You get my point, it's very social!
Now...if you don't want to be that involved, you can just hit up one swim and one one group w/o a week and do the rest on your own, but what's the fun in that? I personally want to try to hit up as many of the fundraisers as possible this year. It's time we found a good babysitter!
Well, this was all just a lot of filler to take my mind off of this weekend. We head down to Eugene today for Michael's burial and then tomorrow is the memorial service. Each day this week has been a little different. Some days all I want to do is think about him, but that causes me to think dark thoughts about his last days and the struggle he went through to keep living and it's just too much. The good memories bring just as many tears. Other days I try to listen to songs that make me happy and keep my mind off of him, but that feels wrong - like a betrayal, like I'm not mourning him. I can't imagine what Nicole and the kids are going through right now. It hurts my heart.
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