Swimming (67) 49:17 [1] 1.83 mi (26:56 / mi)
weight:198lbs
80 laps
610 r41 610 r25 618 613 r11 609 615 r18 603 609
Plan was to go to the pool at opening - 7:30 AM and then to QOC meet outside of Baltimore. Woke up naturally at 6:30 but was feeling stiff and cranky from yesterday's adventures, and I was pretty sure that I was going to stay in bed for two more hours instead of swimming. However, I got my act together, which included getting dressed, packing the car with tent, tent sides, and generator, among other things, and to the pool, hitting the water just 10 minutes late.
Ended up in lane 8 since all other lanes already had 1-2 people in them. Lane 8 has the handicap lift in it, so I think people avoid it in case they have to give way to someone who actually needs it. I was willing to chance it.
Motored along happily listening to tunes (note - need to get a better playlist, but this was better than nothing). So, OK, it was probably my fault for hugging the lane line, but at about lap 30 some guy dives into the other side of the lane with absolutely no acknowledgement to me ahead of time. How rude! I stewed for a bit, but then I let the music sooth my soul. Not worth letting it ruin the swim. Finished up, never once making eye contact with the guy, and he finishes just ahead of me and leaves the pool. Not sure why, but the first thing that pops into my mind was "wham, bam, thank you, ma'am." :) The pool was even more packed when I left with 2-3 people per lane and people stalking about.
Stopped by the house for some food, since the idea of the usual McD's fare didn't appeal this morning, and then off to the QOC meet. Thankfully, I also picked up a few more clothes while I was there, because the car was devoid of the usual number of extra jackets and layers and such. Still didn't have enough, what with the blowing rain and 40 F. Yes, we set up epunching in the O'Mobile, but I was in and out of the van a good number of times, letting the woman with a broken ankle run the computer, so I stayed just dry and warm enough. Really should have rethought things when Roger asked if I had my rain pants, and I lied and said yes. Small turnout with 70 starts, and the only kink in the works was my newly minted nemesis who didn't bother to download when he quit early.