Thanks Alex for the great idea for my post title. What a day it's been. It started this am with a great run. I can't believe I am using the words run and great in the same sentence but it was amazing. I hit my stride and increased my speed. Got in two miles in good time for me.
Went to church afterwards and attended a visitor's informational for those who might want to join the church. I really like this church but I could not commit today. Need to pray some more and get more involved. But getting back to church was just what I needed and the people are wonderful. We hit the Teeter Mecca for lunch afterwards. Mmmmm sushi!
I ran home and grabbed my swim gear and headed to my scary swim session with Alex. I was early for once and had to wait for a lane. When one became available, I hopped in and warmed up with a 100 before Alex got there. It was a crazy set that she designed but I needed it! It was a challenge and at times I thought I was either going to die or puke. warm-up was 150- breast(50), back(50), fly(50) then the set- 100 free (pull) 200 free (no pull) 300 free (pull) 400 (no pull but 25 breast/75 free) then 5 min rest. Then 300 free (pull), 200 free (no pull), 100 (pull) (Look Ma- NO FINS!!!)
I was in the middle of the first 200 free when I thought I was going to lose it. But then a deep voice within me started singing- evacuate the dance floor. So that's what I did. I sang (in my head) and swam. It was me and the dance floor. It helped! I got through the set and made ok time. The important thing is that I didn't give up. I focused on each 25. Small steps.
Reminds me of my life. I need to stop trying to rush to the end of everything but focus on the baby steps to get there. When life gets tough, I need to sing my song and just keep moving. Giving up is not an option.
Turn up the music
Let's get out on the floor
I'll like to move it
Come and give me some more
Watch me getting physical, out of control
There's people watching me
I never miss a beat
Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me
Went to church afterwards and attended a visitor's informational for those who might want to join the church. I really like this church but I could not commit today. Need to pray some more and get more involved. But getting back to church was just what I needed and the people are wonderful. We hit the Teeter Mecca for lunch afterwards. Mmmmm sushi!
I ran home and grabbed my swim gear and headed to my scary swim session with Alex. I was early for once and had to wait for a lane. When one became available, I hopped in and warmed up with a 100 before Alex got there. It was a crazy set that she designed but I needed it! It was a challenge and at times I thought I was either going to die or puke. warm-up was 150- breast(50), back(50), fly(50) then the set- 100 free (pull) 200 free (no pull) 300 free (pull) 400 (no pull but 25 breast/75 free) then 5 min rest. Then 300 free (pull), 200 free (no pull), 100 (pull) (Look Ma- NO FINS!!!)
I was in the middle of the first 200 free when I thought I was going to lose it. But then a deep voice within me started singing- evacuate the dance floor. So that's what I did. I sang (in my head) and swam. It was me and the dance floor. It helped! I got through the set and made ok time. The important thing is that I didn't give up. I focused on each 25. Small steps.
Reminds me of my life. I need to stop trying to rush to the end of everything but focus on the baby steps to get there. When life gets tough, I need to sing my song and just keep moving. Giving up is not an option.
Turn up the music
Let's get out on the floor
I'll like to move it
Come and give me some more
Watch me getting physical, out of control
There's people watching me
I never miss a beat
Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me
No comments:
Post a Comment