when the legs won't work
... snuck out for a lunch time swim.
huh?
yup, since the legs are trashed and i've got weeks of cardioV training needing to be caught up on ... i had to hit the pool, instead. Haven't been waterborne since Clinton got caught with his cigar wet.
So ~ it was a good way to get the heart pumpin mad beats without asking the legs to get too jiggy. Somewhat restful for the lower bod, yet decent engine work for the cross season. Only cost four dollars and the embarrassment of being seen in a speedo and googly-goggles.
not a bad deal, yo.
But ~ let me tell you ... 
my eyes weren't ready for the bromine!
9 comments:
which pool do you go to...we need to send a spy with a camera...
he is his own spy
there are pics
naughty bella ... now you're totally racing on Sunday.
well, why did you take the pictures if you didn't want us to know about them??!
and you, naughty bella, shouldn't let all those running drills go to waste--you need to show off your moves!
those look like the eyes of a whacked out cat.
Pab
You know that whacked out cat better than I so if thats your take I'm with ya
I wish I could find a bromine pool to try. Chlorine is my nemesis. The UV sanitation system was finally installed in the pool I swim in - problem is, the state still requires freakin' chlorine.
Damn it. Guess I'll be rash city until I can afford an Endless Pool someday. That or move where it's warm enuf to swim in the lake year round. Neither looks to be happening anytime soon. :-P
Missed you at DFL last night, I know it is a long way to go, but for some reason picturing you in a dress is not all that hard to imagine. With all due respect, I went for the swiss miss outfit, nothing like suffering and looking pretty!
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