I love a great story. Ted Williams. Over night sensation. From homeless to announcing on the Today show this morning and countless job offers. You’ve got to hear this dude’s voice:
My grab bag suit worked fabulously at the pool yesterday.
The lifeguards were kind of bummed that the peep show was over, but they were astounded by the bright colors in my new suit. The lap swimmers peeked into the deep end and admired my nylon/spandex blend, not for one minute realizing that this was a grab bag item. Members of the pussy posse were intrigued by the yellow and fuchsia combination and hoped to discuss it further at the early bird buffet this evening.
For those of you just joining the party, let me fill you in.
Injury: I was diagnosed with a stress fracture in my left femoral neck (hip) on October 13, 2010. I have not run since, but will resume next week. For eight minutes at a time. Guess what my post title might be that day? “Eight Minutes.” I am creative that way.
Pussy posse: I started water running back in October. The “older” ladies come to do water aerobics. I call them my PP. But, not to their faces.
Peep show: My past bathing suit had become incredibly see-through. I wore it long past its expiration date. I ordered a mystery suit from swim outlet (above) and am extremely satisfied.
Let me tell you something about water running. I do think it’s gotten a bad rap. The other day I got out of the water after a 60 minute workout. There was a guy there, obviously a swim coach, who I had never seen before. He said, “How’s the injury? Because there is NO WAY you would be running in the water unless you were injured.” Damn swim coach. Thinks he knows everything. Thinks he knows me. But, he didn’t have any hair so I just said, “Thanks know-it-all baldy” and walked off. Score one for me!
Okay, he was kind of right. But, now that I have been doing this for a couple of months, I am getting it down. I have figured out how to make it an amazing workout, comparable to my runs on land (not the watery stool runs, the others). I have taken this time to work on my form, because being in the water gives you that option.
After a holiday break in which I drank wine and vodka nightly and ate my weight in caramel Chex mix, spiced nuts (I love nuts) and other weird things you only eat in December, I got back in the pool. I picked up where I had left off, which was a 48 minute workout. It felt very, very difficult. Yesterday’s workout was 56 minutes (21 x 1:30 w/30 sec rest) and I was close to passing out. Good thing I had a float belt on. My heart rate was screaming at 190 bpms. These water running workouts are going to serve me very well when I return to running. They seriously can kick your ass if your form is good and you push yourself.
I never thought I’d say this, but I will return to the pool at least once per week to water run even after I can run on land. It is just that good of a workout and easy on the body. I guess this is kind of like saying I’m only going to eat vegetables grown in my garden and I will only watch educational TV. Bullshit. But, it’s an intention, right? And a good one at that.
Off to hoe the earth and plant seeds while watching PBS,