I did a lot of racing this week, friends. I wrote about my little bike race on the Hudson Greenway earlier this week, but then yesterday, a guy in his late twenties or early thirties showed up at the YMCA, and well, I suppose you know me well enough to know what happened.
He picked up my set at the fourth of ten 100s on 1:30, and I had to go 1:12 and then 1:10 to stay ahead of him. But by then, friends, I am sorry to say that I thought I might hyperventillate. It's a shame because my mind and muscle memory knew exactly what I needed to do to hold serve, but my body just wasn't gonna let it happen. My man wound up taking reps six through ten, following something like explosive decompression on my part.Actually, though, I'm proud of myself because I slowed to a strictly mortal 1:20 for rep six, then gradually picked it back up through the last three reps to finish at 1:14. That's solid swimming for a guy in his fifties and was not at all easy to do. It takes quite a bit of skill and experience to work through pacing like that, and I was happy with how it came out.
Anyway, our next and last heavy set was three 200s pull on 2:50, and I won those, which was nice. Pull puts a little less strain on the heart and lungs and a little more on sheer upper-body strength, and it's also more of a mid-distance thing, so at a certain level, I played to my strengths here. More than that, though, it was really nice to swim with somebody who pushed me. That does not happen every day.
So there you have it, friends. Let's get into this week's Five Things.

