First up, a summary of the session this morning:
Swam 4.725 (more like 4.9 – see below) kilometer all up. (That equals 190+ laps and 1318kCal)
- Warm up of 200m casual free in 5:29 (plus about 150 or so, since the watch did not start at first attempt)
- 100m butterfly in 1:50 (that hurt but got the heart pumping)
- 100m butterfly/free in 1:41
- 1k free as fast as I could keep up in 14:54 (=one second over my PB over that distance)
- A “back/front pyramid” of sorts:
- 200m backstroke with paddles and pullbuoy
- 200m backstroke with pullboy
- 200m backstroke
- 100m back kick
- 100m front kick
- 200m free
- 200m free with pull buoy
- 200m free with pull buoy and paddles
- Several short sets of free style drills (“chicken wings” and the like)
- 1650m free at cruise pace in 26:53 (that’s 1:38/100m average) and overtaking/dodging a breast stroker and a cowboy intermittently
So what about the crazy stuff?
Sounds batty, but anecdotally this is true: Whenever I have the pool to myself at 6am, as I did this morning, experience has shown that by 7:30am, it is pretty chockers. It’s almost like there is a bunch of lurkers who will suddenly rock up whenever there is less than three people in the water. Call it the
“Law of Pool Occupancy” (LAWPO): Where any brief amount of time during which a pool is empty except for yourself will be followed by instances of sudden crowding and extended poor behaviour by less-than-competent bathers.
You see, there is always at least one instance of pool etiquette ignorance involved. Usually a “person”, to put it neutrally, that will try to swim in the one roped-off lane, but really shouldn’t. Today, it was an elderly breast stroker who suddenly decided to join another regular lap swimmer and myself. We just switched over to swimming clock-wise and cruising past. Then, of course, just as the breast stroker moved over into the normal swimming area (which had enough room in the first place, d’uh), a familiar pair of bathers suddenly appeared that belong to a middle-aged dude whose knowledge of pool manners is inversely proportionate to how well he thinks he can swim. At which point it decided, given it was 7.30 am and I had clocked almost 5k, this was a good point to leave the water for today.
Really, there is not much crazy stuff that happens between 6am and 8am in this little gym pool I frequent. But it is enough to warrant me writing a German language guide to going swimming and pool etiquette. It is in the works and I will add to it and then publish it as I get some time to do so.
In the meantime, I hope there will be one or two regulars with me in the water at 6am tomorrow, or I better brace myself for more silliness thanks to LAWPO.