This morning’s masters practice was notably better than the previous one! I showed up on deck at 7am or so and swam the following (shortening the intervals that were on the board):
100kick (25k fly, 25k free alternate)
20×50 25 fly, 25 free @1:00
At the end of this sequence, the coach walked over to my lane and we had a brief conversation, that went something like this:
“You doing short intervals.”
“Yeah, I don’t get tired.”
“Your free look good. Your fly, something off. Don’t know what.”
“Would you like to look at a 25 and tell me?”
“Already look. Need to think about it.”
Which didn’t leave me with a lot to work with beyond confirming my intuition that learning fly from YouTube videos, even if it gets one from Alcatraz to SF, does not a flawless stroke make.
Then, everyone left and I moved on to do the following on my own:
for a total of 5000y.
This is the longest workout I’ve done since the Tampa Bay days, and it feels GREAT! The 3000y workouts always leave me feeling as if I haven’t quite done my lot for the day, with a chest not fully open, whereas now, despite the chlorine, I feel fantastic. I also have to say that the showers, while a bit akin to a barracks/prison experience, have incredible pressure and temperature, and are such a treat after these long sets.