Ok, so the swim wasn’t even particularly long, it just felt like it was. Sometimes the workouts fly by, and sometimes you feel like you’re going to die of old age in that pool. Today was that kind of day. It was the long swim for the week (broken up into multiple medium distance sets,) but it wasn’t the distance as much as how slowly the time seemed to go by. I was ready to be done before I was even halfway through, so I went back to my old standby of telling myself to do just one more – just one more lap, just one more set, until I got past the halfway mark when I get to start counting down instead of counting up. Luckily, I had late night shenanigans to keep me entertained between sets. The gym in the middle of the night is a whole different place, and often highly entertaining.
When I first walked into the pool area the hot tub had so much caution tape that I half expected to see a body in there. (This was a bummer because I was hoping to use the hot tub to warm up after my swim – it’s 50 degrees here which is like forty below in Southern California temperature and so we are all wearing parkas and freaking out.)
In between swim sets I saw something out of the corner of my eye and, sure enough, some dude was actually sitting in there. WTF? For all he knows it’s shut down because of flesh eating bacteria! I was planning to warm up in the steam room instead, but that was occupied by Captain Underpants. He comes into the swim area and stays for hours, wearing only cotton boxer briefs, and he alternates between sitting in the steam room (after holding the door open to let all the steam out) and then standing outside the steam room and pouring bottles of water over himself, both of which make his underpants the real hero for managing not to completely fall off. Anyway, sitting in a steam room with no steam, but with Captain Underpants, did not appeal.
So I finished up my swim and warmed up with a lukewarm gym shower. Training for an IRONMAN takes a LOT of workouts and they can’t all be be fun workouts that fly by, sometimes it’s just about grinding it out.