Not Built in a Day

Swimming. ugh.

You all know I’m a runner. As I get older, I’m more and more convinced that my body was just designed for running because it seems like other sports are just not as easy as running was. Not to say that it has always been easy to run, just that building up to where I am now seemed like it was a lot more enjoyable.

but… I love a challenge.

Not 26.2 kind of challenge, mind you – 13.1 is hard enough on my body as it is… no no no… I want to tri.

And, yes, I stink at swimming.

I know, I know – we all do… I’ve done homework that I hope to test out this week, but I wanted to share with you all some of my thoughts over the course of the last couple of weeks as I psyched myself into the pool one more time to see if maybe, just maybe, today was the day I’d hit 800m. (not yet, by the way) or stroke without a board (ok, only for about 50m).

So… Rome wasn’t built in a day. It is pretty easy to loose your confidence when swimming next to a guy who seems like he graduated second after Michael Phelps from “awesome swimmers school”. I had that exact experience a couple of weeks ago (my last time in the pool, but that had nothing to do with my inability to return to the pool) and had to keep reminding myself:

This guy didn’t start out this good.

It is way too easy to forget that sometimes. Working up to be decent in a new sport when you have almost mastered another one can be kind of frustrating… so, I’ve done my homework – watched lots of videos and read lots of articles and will try again.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Gotta run…