They only offer weekday swimming at this lake from 5:30 to 7 am, which called for a 4:30 wake up call in this house. I don’t really understand when people talk about what they look like “first thing in the morning.” I think I look pretty much the same all day. But even I was a little taken aback by the face in the mirror pre-5 am. That’s not even morning, yet. It’s still night.
I was so pumped to see the sunrise when we got there. Man, this is going to be such a pretty view while swimming. Except, wait. Can you see a buoy out there, far to the right? Yeah. Neither could I.
It’s somewhere between 1 and 1.2 miles around all four buoys. I went something like this.
Getting to buoy number one: Ooh, chilly! But not too bad. Splash splash. Breast/side/free and repeat.
Getting to buoy number two: Yeah! I am doing this. Free style/front crawl all the way! I’m even trying to have some semblance of form. This feels more like swimming, less like awful.
Getting to buoy number three: Oh. I’m tired. Okay. Pace yourself. Some breast stroke breaks.
Getting to buoy number four: I am hungry and tired and ready for a shower please. Are we done?
I am randomly off work today! Big plans to be productive. Big prediction I’ll actually be lazy instead.