I'm sure we have this shared experience. Years from now, we, the traumatized will be stressing over this first world problem (please see the tongue in the cheek here). Imagine! Getting home from your workout and NOT being about to log in, record it, or bubble all over your Spark Friends by blogging about it? The sky is falling!
In some years past, this might have been an excuse for a binge (didn't need much of an excuse, but trying to control the world is hard work, and definitely binge worthy).
But last night? I just kind of kicked in the general philosophy... doing is more important than writing about doing... finished out my day with supper, my snack, and a calming bit of TV, drifting off to sleep.
But I'm up early with the blog I wanted to write dancing in my head like visions of sugar plums!
Because you see, I had one of those little a-hah moments I only seem to experience mid-workout.
Which workout, you might ask? And what a-hah?
Well, yesterday I blogged about my training plan, and yesterday called for a swim workout. The details of the swim workout said I was to do "bilateral breathing drills". And, being me, and liking to keep Polly Perfectionist at least semi-mollified (Polly mollified, there's an image for you)... I attempted it. It said "breathe every third stroke, to practice breathing on both sides".
I had tried this on an earlier swim, and it was soooo awkward when I would try to breathe on the "off" side. But I had already got to the point where I know I can do the distance... might as well work on form! I started to pay attention to how my body was positioned on the "easy" side, and observe what I was doing with my body when it was time to take a breath on the "other" side.
What I found was that when I'm breathing with my head to the left, I am practically in side stroke position, but when I was trying to breathe with my head to the right, my body didn't want to roll that far to the side, so my neck was in an awkward position and my head popping straight up, rather than turning naturally.
So I started to try to mimic what I was doing on the easy side, on the other side. Amazingly, with a little practice (I had 1000 yards to play with, might as well try it for several lengths)... it got easier. You CAN teach an old fish new tricks.
AND, amazing (a-hah!) I had more oxygen to swim with. AND, amazingly, I finished the 1000 yards a couple of minutes faster! Form counts.
One of the things I love about triathlon is that it keeps me young... encourages me to try new things... to work on something different with each training cycle.
So, yes, in real life, I was pretty bubbly after that workout. And now, a few hours later than maybe originally intended... I share the bubbles with y'all! LIFE is good, and SPARK is back up... time to smile and Spark a great day!
Because YOU, my friends, are worth it!