3000 meter April

On Monday night I determined that I would try to finish the whole “A” level swim workout in the alotted 1 hour time in the pool. Unfortunately my leg locked up on me.

I also was too slow, but it sounds better to blame my leg.

So, today I decided to just go swim 3000 meters to see how long it would take. I rode my bike over to the pool.

On the way a roadie in a puffy yellow jacket passed me at a light. I hate it when people pass me. Even though I was on my crappy 30lb around town bike, I sped up a bit, but he was going straight and I was turning down the path.

At the top of the next hill, I saw him. I leapt off the path into the street and over a bridge to catch him, but my pants chose that moment to leap into the front chainring, halting any forward progress.

You win this time, roadie on the aging Jamis Quest.

When I got there I found a city of Atlanta truck parked in a handicapped spot, still running, with no one around.

The city doesn’t have the money to open the MLK pool on Friday, but they do have the money to burn gas while their employees go inside and chat it up. Hey, it’s not like gas is expensive, right!

At any rate, I swam 6x500s. The first three went pretty fast. I was three minutes ahead at around 27 mins. The two after that were slower, and I ended up starting the last set with only 10 minutes to go.

So I swam my butt off for the whole 500m and ended up at 58:33. So yay me.

I also took my camera with me today because it was so nice outside and snapped photos on the way. Check it out!