Ever notice how hard it is to get to the pool when it's like, oh, about 9 degrees outside? It's not like the pool itself is outside, but the mere thought of getting in my freezing car, putting on my cold suit (cause it's been in my gym bag in the car) and jumping in a freezing pool excite me nothing. Nada. Zilch. And out that on top of the fact that all my swims are now over an hour. I have to keep reminding myself, "Once you get in, you're fine."
No, in fact, I would much rather be nestled all snug in my bed, covered with my way-too-hot-it-give-me-night-sweats comforter, and watching The Biggest Loser while eating gum drops (they're my new favorite).
So now, as I sit here, feeling the cold draft of the outside finds its way into my tiny apartment and through my little tank top on onto my skin, I am yet again dreading the pool. Man, I can sure do some whining, huh?
I chose this, I chose this, I chose this.....
6 comments:
I like the mantra. Push through the pain, stay focused and April 14you can call yourself and Ironman. So proud of you. Geesh..crying again.
I dread the pool even when the weather IS nice...hang in there...push through it...just keep moving forward!
Take your suit and warm it up with the hand dryer in the locker room if you have it! Takes a couple seconds but makes a HUGE difference!
Putting on that cold suit is worse for a guy. At least it looks worse if ya know what I mean. LOL
Don't worry, I skipped my swim workout this week too....I think you're allowed to every now and then.
Man, come watch movies and drink hot C with whip with me.
Prin is bad for Ironwoman.
*backs out of the room slowly trying not to draw any attention until grunting after getting giant ass stuck in door frame*
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