Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
It was the Friday that felt like a Wednesday.
Swimming is an art of seconds and then at the competitive level the art of hundredths or thousandths of a second. Just ask Milorad Čavić. Nedless to say that todays brief post sees my first forray into an average speed of 1:34 for my 100M or 6 seconds faster since I started back in the tank. I'm no Steve Austin and some haters might say, "who gives a.... ?" I do. I do and, if I am honest, I am pretty damn proud of the seemingly insignificant difference between 1:34 and 1:35; it hurt.
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