Dock to the Point

I've been completely slacking on swimming since the February race, and now I have the Charles River swim coming up in a little over a week. To get a little practice I met up with a friend at the dock, and we went for my longest swim of the year!

We were supposed to be a big group at the beach, but unfortunately they now have this silly system where they open parking every half hour or so, even if there are spaces available. Unfortunately I got there at the wrong time, and I didn't want to wait for 20 minutes to get a spot, so I went to the dock with another friend who got there at the same time. It was the first really hot day of the year (hence all the people at the beach) and it was so nice to get into the water. I wasn't sure that I wanted to swim that far, and neither was my friend, but of course we egged each other on and kept going a little further and a little further until we were so close to the point that we just went there. 

The swim was fine. A little hard at first, but then I got in the groove and did reasonably well. My goggles were pretty foggy, and my swim cap kept sliding up my head, so I had to stop a few times. And we stopped at all the bouys and such. According to my watch I went .82 miles in 55 minutes, but there were definitely a lot of pauses. I'm curious to see how I will do in the big race - wonder if it will be faster then last year?

After swimming I went to rowing. They said it would be a lighter workout because of the heat. It turns out that when they say it will be a lighter workout, what they don't mean is that you will go a shorter distance - it was my longest row ever at over 10K. Also, they don't mean that it will be shorter duration, because we were on the water for over an hour and 15 minutes. And, it doesn't mean that you will go slower. Basically, it's "lighter" not lighter. By the end my legs felt like lead and I was regretting my life choices. Nevertheless, I feel like I'm getting the hang of it a little more. It doesn't feel as stressful and I can kind of pick apart the pieces that I need to work on, and work on them a bit. 

By the end I was so tired. I went home, had some bread and cheese because I was too tired for anything else, and went to bed.