Today I did my first little local meet since early last fall. During the week leading up to the meet, I was really encouraged by how much I was looking forward to racing again.
The past two months have been a huge, accelerated rebuilding phase for me. After spending a winter in virus-purgatory, I am finally healthy (two months and holding sans a sniffle!) Thanks to a new team, training approach and worth-his-weight-in-gold Coach Mark, my attitude has done a 180, from “burned out” to “can’t wait to get to practice.”
And again, thanks to Coach Mark, I have been working, working and working to improve my technique across the board.
Therefore I was particularly excited to see if I could put it all together today under race conditions. Especially at my fave race venue, outdoor LCM.
But today was not meant to be my day. As much as I hate to admit it, I had a really tough time due to weather conditions. On the drive over to the pool I heard on the radio that it was 48 degrees. That in itself may not have been too much handle (especially if water temp was decent and I was doing just one distance event), but it also rained on/off throughout the meet and it was very windy.
Did I mention that I lean towards the tiny-delicate? Yep, the in/out race format is often not a good one for me because I easily slip into “need external source of heat now” mode. It’s one of the reasons why I swim strongest in summer — I can get stiff-from-cold-can’t-move at an indoor meet (Hello last meet I did Fall ‘09 — scratched the rest of my events after the first two. Just…couldn’t…function…bbbbrrrrrr.)
I did as much as I could today, but it’s minor consolation. I knew the weather was going to be bad, so I brought my parka, lined sweats, and several suits. My original plan per race was to warm-up, race, warm down, then change suits and thus conserve some heat with dry suit/sweats/parka intervals. After my first race, a very sluggish 50 fly, I was too cold to get back in to warm up pre-200 IM, so I had another sluggish race.
“Japanese snow monkey in hot spring” became my ad hoc plan — stay in the continous warm-up/cool down lane until my last event, the 200 free. Absolutely, the water was the warmest place to be (no hot showers at this pool, and the heats were moving too fast to jump in the car.) But I was shivering and teeth chattering while crouching in the water. So I switched to “shark-mode”: keep moving or die.
Swimming continous easy free/back helped a bit. I warmed up enough to hang in there until the 200 free, and while not stellar, I felt as if I was loose enough to at least apply some of the new-to-me technique principals. Which, several hours later and still a bit chilled post-shower, nap under covers and tea, was enough to motivate me to stay committed to pratice, working on my technique and finding more meets to get my race groove back.
Until next time,
Rebecca, swim evangelist