Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Finalmente
'S a new week, thank Heaven. Didn't get much done, activity-wise, o'er the weekend. Ma and Pa Grape showed up on fri. He came bearing JW red label. End of weekend. i didn't ever get that pusher day in last week, so we'll see how it goes this week. Lessee-- yesterday was mildly encouraging. Snagged a new v3, and almost got a techy v4 ('cept i was too drained by the time i tried it.) Tomorrow it might just go. Just got back from a swim. Did 1800m-- main set was 3 x 400s. It's a very fine feeling when you get past the toxic, gasping-for-sweet-life stage, and feel like you could keep going forever. i'm not quite there yet, but i could definitely have held form (if a slow, fatboy form) for 800+. i long to get back to 4 and 5K swims. Get as deep into the bubble as you can get, and there's just this rhythm, and you forget why you're there and who you are, and you drool a lot. i like being i the most when i'm not present to be put up with, and'm drooling.
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Sounds nice. I never got past the gasping-for-sweet-breath stage. Every lap felt like the first 50 meters to me. I recall enjoying sprints with paddles, otherwise I can't say i ever got much pleasure out of swimming. Come to think of it, I've never really enjoyed doing anything physical that takes more than about three seconds. Well, except for sex. I'll give that a good three minutes.
I'm with glenn on this one. I like going to the river, but everytime I try to swim, I feel retarded. I feel like my legs are sticking downward, or they are flailing above water and I can't see them. The only swimming I like doing is when diving fins are strapped to the feet and I have an underwater source of air.
and I also like the sex part too. But 3 minutes? I've got at least 4 1/3 minutes Glenn... geez.. haha
"Wait! Stop gyrating! Three more seconds and it's a new PR!"
Freaks. You're sullying my otherwise stain-free blogge.
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