Tuesday I upped the swimming to 2,400 yards, the running to 2.09, and the lifting continued as normal. Add to that that I was feeling a little better made it seem like there was hope. It was Wednesday that I made my biggest jump in training when I shuffled 4.11 miles after swimming 3,000 yards. I added to that some lifting for a complete day of training.
Thursday was the morning I tried to swim the big pool and was escorted out of the water by a monster, so I only did 700 meters. On the treadmill, I added 1.22 miles while getting the lifting done.
I was Billy Big Yards Friday with 3,600 to go along with a trip to Plate City. And Saturday, I swam a simple 2,700 straight, shuffled an easy 1.52, and worked legs at that really good gym while hanging out with that really cool dog.
For the week, I
lifted weights six times,
ran 10.01 miles, and
swam 13,037 meters
Those were not good numbers, but they were numbers and any number beats a zero. I felt like I came a long way in the water, like I regained my lost week of swimming. My running, however, although I rebounded some, seems to be headed south on the expressway. If I lost any in the gym, I can't tell it.
So my fitness is not too bad. I am not running well, but my swimming is okay and my strength has held its own. I have one more week of allegedly being off work before summer school starts. I say "allegedly" because the amount of time I have spent making and remaking schedules is immoral.
Praise God anyway.
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