I've been out of it lately.

I don't know why...
maybe the excess amount of chlorine?

I just can't seem to get motivated to do much. I can't blame it on the weather though, because it's been totally awesome outside. January, and 60 sunny degrees?! I should be pumped about going for a run...but I just can't seem to muster it up.

But enough of that.
Yesterday was the last double of swim camp (yep, Cy...we're total dorks!)...Bryce and I had talked about getting together for a run before the 2nd swim, and he almost convinced me of it, but then he didn't call back (something about dinner with a girlfriend or something), and I was more than happy to skip it. So, 3100 in the morning, and 2900 at night...6000 yards again. The night workout ended up being only 2800, but I couldn't handle the 5900 total, so I did an extra 100 at the end, concentrating on bilateral breathing. (Yes it's silly, but I have a number-obsession-thing...but...who would end a run at 4.9m? Wouldn't you want to get to 5m?)

I think bilateral breathing is going to be the key for me. I know it doesn't matter for some people, but I have trouble navigating in open water, so I think getting my stroke more even by making myself breathe on the right will really help. Despite that it's harder breath-wise right now, I still feel more balanced when breathing on both sides.

I kind of slacked on the morning workout. We were supposed to do a 400 at 85% and then do 2x200 and 4x100 faster than the 200 and 100 splits...but my first 400 was pretty lame, so the whole thing ended up being too easy. Oh well. I did the yards...and I've done a ridiculous amount of swimming this week (15,700 yards, and I still have 3 worksouts to do!). No need to feel guilty about one wimpy workout. I pushed it very hard last night, so I made up for it anyway...

I'm doing 100's on a 1:50 send off relatively easily now. I'd still like to be able to get that down to 1:45...

Anyway.
Workout overload, I think.

I got my plane tickets for the Mardi Gras half and also to get to Philadelphia to play in Haddonfield. So, that's all finalized, which is nice. I just need to find a place to stay in Philadelphia. I have SO many relatives there, but it's hard to find someone who a)doesn't have a cat and b)doesn't mind 3 visitors (me, Phil, and a dog named Baruch) for an entire week and a day.

Last night after swimming, we all went out to get some food (dinner at 10pm? I never thought I'd be one to last that long...), and I was SO cranky. I tried to cover it, and I hope I did a relatively good job, but I was just feeling very irritable. I think it was just because I was tired; I hope that's why. I would hate to think that I'm becoming some horrible bitch or something...

I think I need a good, long rest day...no exercise...so that I look forward to it again, instead of dreading it with every bone of my body. It's not even about the pain...I'm just worn out.

Argh. Maybe Monday?

(Bold, can I have some of your chocolate?)