Compromise.

Every day I make a new compromise on the swim it seems.

Last week's compromise was ditching bilateral breathing. I'm not good at it and I panic.

Today's compromise, for this race at this point in time, my stroke is going to be whatever it's going to be. It's gotten better, it's my no means anything close to my Total Immersion goals, but it's better than swimming flat on my stomach flailing my arms.

So if it's limited rotation with an over reaching stroke and I make it the distance, that's what it is. If it takes me twenty minutes, I'll do it. And that's final. ;)

I swam laps this morning pretty slowly, although I did beat that old guy a couple of times. I lost count after 14 laps, but I did ok.

I'm always defeating myself when I see these people swimming so much faster than me in the pool when they're not as fit as I am. Not that I have any idea of some one's fitness by their outward appearance, and not that it even matters in swim.

Last night I went swimming with Kevan and Danny and sucked less than my first OWS last week, so that's promising. I think I was swimming to fast to feel like I wasn't holding them back. So I tired myself out.

Slow and steady. Breathe. I just need to get out of the water. I need more time out there, so as often as I can until Wild Dog, I will be out there. Even if I'm not swimming to the buoys and back.

It's frustrating when you don't have a piece of something you know you can be good at... But I will be.

My biking feels so good with the clip less pedals and the new bike. It may not make me a better cyclist, but both pieces help me perform better, that's for sure.

After the Newport Naval Base Tri I had so much adrenaline, so much energy that I went and did 22 miles in one hour, two minutes on my bike. Thusly I collapsed (after ice cream, naturally of course). But it was a great ride.

Have to go finish making my lunch for today: roasted veggie wraps with vegan feta. I totally stole it off the menu at Pizzeria Uno, but that's ok, I made it better. They have regular feta and it was oozing with dressing. Yuck. Mine will be tastier, I promise.