I totally missed my swim this morning.
I had some more drama last night which was resolved, thankfully...but not before midnight. (!) All I gots to say is I have the most AWESOMELY supportive husband in the world.
Anyway, I had this dream that I turned my alarm clock off because I was up so late.
Except it wasn't a dream. That really happened.
Matt's alarm woke me up. Oh well. I think I found another window after I KICK BUTT IN THE 5K THIS WEEKEND to do some swimming. :)
Zeke and Eric have had some great posts on the importance of mental training. That's something I know I really need to work on. I re-read Going Long's section on mental training last night and have been trying to visualize the race on Saturday. I have a tendency to go out way too fast, and then DIE--so I'm trying to think about being consistent in my pace and kicking it up at the end.
So I did make it to the track tonight--had to dodge the St. Raphael's grade 3-8 track team though. That was interesting. Here are my 400 splits:
1:38 (WHERE THE HECK DID THAT COME FROM?!!)
1:47 ( had about 10 kids dart in front of me right in the middle--OUCH!)
So I guess I was pretty consistent with that 1:42. Wanted to break 1:40 at the end but I was pretty tired, so we'll take it.
Hopefully that will help me reach my goal on Saturday's race.
Oops, let me rephrase that:
This will definitely help me achieve my goal this Saturday when I dominate the race.
Positive thinking....Joe Friel and Gordo Byrn would be proud. :)