I joined a gym that has a lap pool and I was pumped to start swimming there. Mind you, I was never one for water and I’m terrified of drowning. I also do really well swimming in the ocean. Not.
I was supposed to start my half training this week, but instead I have to rest due to my stupid quad/hip. I wanted to do something low impact, but had a good cardio workout. That’s where swimming came into the picture.
I was going to be the next Michael Phelps, I just knew it. Be aware that I also cannot put my face or breathe out underwater due to my intense fear of drowning. This was going to go well.
I only managed to do 350 meters and those were painful, painful laps. I hated every moment of swimming. My neck hurt from keeping it above water for so long. Also, swimming is hard. I suck at it.
I didn’t have a plan, just swim until I could take no more. I did take breaks, but that only lengthened the time I was in the stupid pool. I saw my Olympic dreams slowly float out the window. I handled the whole swimming debacle with grace and maturity.Ya know, if someone says, “I can’t run, I hate it and I feel awful while doing it.”
I usually say, “Just give it some time, it just takes a little bit to get used to it and enjoy it.”
If some people hate running as much as I hate swimming, then I’m going to keep my mouth shut from now on. Do what you want. I don’t see myself swimming as cross training, and if you don’t enjoy running… Don’t do it.
Now give me a fruity mixed drink and I’ll lounge in the pool with the best of ’em.
Annnnnnd that was my fun little swimming experience. The end.