Excuse me while I drown

Some days my body remembers that I'm not a swimmer and my swim looks more like drowning, or at least that is what I imagine the lifeguard sees from her high perch. I mixed up my swim routine today and that seemed to throw my rhythm all off, well that and the huge tug boat next to me pushing water at my face every time I breathed left. I'm going to have to go back to my mile, mile then 900. I tried a ladder today: 500, 1,000 then 1,500 back to 1,000 cooling with a 200. If I have learned anything this year it's that going long from the start suits me just fine.

Tomorrow, on the bike which must mean morning thunderstorms.