It feels like it was a very long time since my last swimming lesson: three weeks have passed (although I did have that abortive splash around the hotel pool in KL). As I’ve been doing very little cardio work (climbing is more a strength and intelligence game) I wasn’t sure how I’d do in the pool, but my lungs still work. Now we’re on to refining my freestyle stroke, which is frustrating and enlightening in equal measure.
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After work today, I went to the swimming pool on the roof of my hotel and tried to do a few laps, like my swimming coach told me to.
It’s strange to think that in the tropical warmth of Malaysia, I should find the pool too cold, but I guess I’m used to blood temperature water at Swish. And perhaps I’m out of shape after days in the office with no exercise, and having a cold, and, and, … hang on, why couldn’t I swim a length of the pool?
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After a night of booze and playing Settlers of Catan, I was never going to be in good shape in the morning. But I’d arranged to pick up a bottle of gin from a friend at Parkrun: delicious, Margaret River gin, impossible to buy in Singapore but wonderful to drink. La Serpiente had awoken at some point in the night and come to kick us in the face, so I’d slept in her bed then woken up feeling like death at 6am, and then taken 90 minutes to accept that I wasn’t going to run to Parkrun and I needed to get a taxi. Continue reading “The trouble with gin”
I look rather shocked in this photo, but perhaps that’s because I’m amazed that I’ve swum several lengths of the pool doing breaststroke, the culmination of weeks of effort.
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I wandered out of the swimming lesson today, greeted by the glorious smell of barbecuing meat. All is well in the world. Even my breaststroke is somewhat improved.
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For today’s lesson, I did a few laps of freestyle and then concentrated on my breaststroke. Things went better than last week: I (mostly) remembered how to kick, although I’m still struggling to sync up arms, legs and breathing.
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After an awful lot of weeks off, I went back to Swish today to start another set of lessons. As always, starting again is more challenging than you think: you’re confronted by the fact that you’re not as good as you imagine you are.
But this is at least an opportunity to improve.
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