In 2015 I was so diligent about swim training.
So diligent, and yet my whole swim experience was of near-drowning, oxygen-deprived agony.
I would desperately struggle to stay with my teammate for 100-meters, gasping and sputtering the whole way.
And before I could recover, we would do another 100-meters. And then another, and another...
My whole life deteriorated into a miserable, joyless slog -- I would go to bed dreading the thought of having to do a swim workout the next day, suffer through nightmares about swimming, and awaken to a wave of fear and dread at the prospect of that day’s workout.
And I didn't improve.
In fact my swimming got slower. My time of 43 minutes for the triathlon swim in Korea was far longer than the 38 minutes it took me to cover 1.9-kilometers at Frankfurt and the 36 minutes it took me in Taiwan.
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Much of my focus is on breathing. Bilateral breathing — stroke, stroke, breath left, stroke, stoke, breath right.
During these swims I start to realize a state of blissful placid calm. I find that I am even achieving some of the meditative serenity and mindfulness that has always eluded me in yoga
Anyway, I am not certain that there exists any relationship between these swim sessions and the tumultuous swim legs of my upcoming triathlons. We will see. But no matter - my 2016 training is much more consistent with my training philosophy
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I use a big, buoyant pull buoy. I focus on a few simple mechanics — chest down, stomach in, hips up. Follow-through.
I don't worry about the clock or competitive concerns. Rather I simply try to stay in that present moment.
I don't worry about the clock or competitive concerns. Rather I simply try to stay in that present moment.
Much of my focus is on breathing. Bilateral breathing — stroke, stroke, breath left, stroke, stoke, breath right.
During these swims I start to realize a state of blissful placid calm. I find that I am even achieving some of the meditative serenity and mindfulness that has always eluded me in yoga
I am at one with the water surrounding me. I am the water. The water is me. There is no separation. (Okay, I am starting to exaggerate, but only just a bit.)
Anyway, I am not certain that there exists any relationship between these swim sessions and the tumultuous swim legs of my upcoming triathlons. We will see. But no matter - my 2016 training is much more consistent with my training philosophy