...and today, I just woke up and figured 'What the hell?! I don't have control over a damn thing anyway...Why do I torture myself trying to make things go my way? Why do I get so hung up on what's said and what's not said? Does it REALLY matter in the grand scheme of things? Should I give these crazy thoughts the power to ruin my morning, my day, my relationships?'
And I walked into Masters practice with this attitude: 'it's just swimming...I can swim. In fact, I can swim fast. It's just pain. And at most, it lasts an hour'. So, practice went like this:
Warm-up: 200 easy, 4x75 free on 1:15, 4x(100 free, 75 breast, 50 back, 25 free) on :30 base
MAIN: 6x200 (1 @3:20, 2@ 3:10, 3@ 3:00), 8x25 kick on :30
It was those last three 200s that scared me....and guess what?! I made every one of them! And I lapped two guys in my lane!
At 7:15 am...AFTER my fun swim practice
I had planned a lunchtime run, but then I was asked to actually work (gasp!), so I changed my mindset and moved it to after work...and went for a late "lunch" shopping trip :) Sometimes, we just gotta be girly and go shopping! And not for gear or food! For actual clothes...that look good on these bodies we work so hard to obtain.
So, I'm going for my run in about 15 mins...and I'm excited! Legs are fresh and attitude is great. Plus, it's almost 50 degress and I'm running in the 'hood tonight, boys.