Workout disaster

So I planned on going for a bike ride to work in order to bring my truck home. Nogo.. rain for the 3rd night in a row.  I decided to go to the pool instead.  My son (10) wants to go so I thought, cool, I can have him help me track laps.  I start grabbing stuff; towel, goggles, HRM, ear plugs, nose clips, bathing suit, water bottle, etc.  He is talking a mile a min and I am distracted so I forget my towel while helping him find his water bottle.

I get to the pool and no biggie on the towel.  I'll just use a gym towel. He has a little stopwatch so I told him just to put a slash every time I complete a lap.  I told him that once his stopwatch hits 5 min, to underline the laps that I've already done, then simply start a new line of slashes for the rest of the laps. 

Well, I started off horribly.  It was like I was completely mechanical in my swim stroke. I felt like I was gasping for air for some reason.  It took about 4 laps before I calmed down and started keeping my chin tucked, reached further, rotated my hips.. etc.  It started smoothing out and then my son is waving his arms.  I stop and he is talking but I can't hear.  I have to pull out my ear plugs and he says, "that's 5 laps." I was confused at first but then I realized, he mixed up 5 laps with 5 min.  No biggie, I'll just keep going. I get my stroke back and I'm feeling good.  My hand is brushing my thigh at the end of the stroke and I'm reaching.  I feel like I'm picking up speed and WHACK!  My hand hit something along my leg!  OMG.. my wallet and cell phone are in my swim trunks pocket.  Ahhhh crap!  I stop and grab them out  I briefly inspect the cell phone and there is water pouring out of every opening.  I pulled out the battery and slid them over to my son. I pulled out my ear phones and told him to just set it on the chair and not worry about it.

I get started again and my son starts waving again.  "That's another 5 minutes" he says."  I stop and explain that he doesn't have to keep time anymore. He just has to track laps.  Sigh...

Anyway, I hit my stride and it really feels good.  The stroke is feeling natural and I'm pushing it harder than ever.  Still, my breathing is good and I know my heard isn't pounding anything like when I started.  I rotate back for air an my son is yelling something at me.  I stop and pull out one earplug.  "18 laps."  LOL.. OK, well thanks.  At least I know there is only two more to go. I would have preferred to just flag me at 20 but he's doing as well as he knows how so it's all good.  I hit 20 and stop my HRM.  Somehow through all that disaster of a workout, I still shaved 3 minutes off of my 1000yd time.  LOL


Edited by Pector55 2009-07-24 8:11 PM