Seal among sharks
Last week, I wrote about cross-training and its benefit to runners.
I admit I was a skeptic until I started swimming last summer while training for my first marathon.
My friend, Robin, who was training for her first beginner triathlon (375m swim, 10k bike and 2.5k run), coaxed me into a pool one hot day last July.
“Just come and do your own thing,” she pleaded as I protested.
I got there all high and mighty, figuring this would be a piece of cake. I swam two lengths of the pool and was gasping for air.
Since that day, I have continued to swim once or twice a week and now 30 lengths is a breeze.
The best part is I’ve been injury-free ever since. For someone who has had a myriad of injuries, that’s a big deal.
But even better, I’m running faster — much faster than the times I ran pre-swimming.
So, this summer, I thought I would take the plunge and try a triathlon and see how it goes.
To prepare, I took a triathlon training swim course run by the Town of Aurora.
So once a week, I rest my legs and give my upper body the workout of its life.
For someone with no upper body muscles, this is no easy feat.
There are drills that entail one-arm swimming the length of the pool.
Other times, we are asked to just kick without using our arms.
Then there’s swimming with fists instead of open palms.
It sounds like a cruel joke, doesn’t it?
This week, just for fun, we swam the circumference of the pool all together, without any lanes.
I’m not sure if my instructor saw the deer-in-the-headlights look on my face.
After that exercise, I hold triathletes at an all new respect level.
It was fine until all the faster swimmers caught up to me. They were beside me, behind me, in front of me.
I kicked someone in the face by accident and I got swatted.
I felt like a seal among sharks.
I had a mini meltdown at everyone swimming beside me, touching my feet and swimming right over me.
The idea behind the training is to mock what will happen in a race.
It made me wonder how to get over this whole body space thing.
I know it will get better, as the first time is always the worst, but it’s just a matter of when.