Swam 1200 yds, yesterday, all intervals. Putting in 100s at 1:35 feels hard... somehow I used to go sub-1:10 in workouts in college and sub-55 in races. Seems like another lifetime ago.
Pushing off the walls in the pool is explosive, and I tweaked my ankle yet again on one of the turns. Lately feels like they are made of glass. Nonetheless, woke up with very little pain today and I might try to get outside on this crystal-clear Boulder day. My mind wants to hike up Green, but my body would probably collapse (again), so prudence suggests something more reasonable like a 1-2mi flat walk. Sigh...
I meet with my new trainer (Janet Runyan) next week; if I show up to that meeting healthy, I plan to get started on a serious (and intelligent, for a change) plan to get a mileage base going.
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