For the week, I swam 13,145 meters, ran 23,94 miles, and lifted weights both upper and lower body.
This blog is what happens when I drink too much coffee, hang out with my cats, and have access to a computer. EndangeredSwimmer is primarily an athletic journal about an endangered species: open water swimmers in Mississippi. Occasionally, however, I pen some essays and even a piece of fiction from time to time. And just in case you are wondering, yes, Poot is a real person, and Randy Beets and I really do hate each other.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sunday Summary
I took it easy Friday, but Saturday was a huge day. Randy and I met at the pond with the plans to swim about five-miles without a feeding. We were just starting lap six when a fish collided with my right hand. I felt the fin go into the flesh of my right hand below the thumb. The pain was immediate and excruciating, and the hand would not move for probably twenty-minutes. It was not too easy to swim out with one arm and a paralyzed hand. The swim was over for me. Randy finished lap six and got out. I made 3.9 miles before I tapped out due to fish fin submission. The pain lasted about an hour and then faded rapidly.
I went home, bathed, doctored and soaked the hand and napped. After some good college football, I got up and went for a run. My legs were seriously tired, but I kept shuffling aiming for eight or more miles. I got in 8.5 and although the pace was embarrassingly slow, I threw in some T pace intervals and even just a bit of speed work.
For the week, I swam 13,145 meters, ran 23,94 miles, and lifted weights both upper and lower body.
For the week, I swam 13,145 meters, ran 23,94 miles, and lifted weights both upper and lower body.
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