Let me tell you about my week. It started Tuesday, when I wanted to jump into the cold river water.
The plan was to swim from café/restaurant de Punt towards the little bridge closest to my house. But the water turned out to be colder than I expected. I didn’t make it further than 100 meters. I got out and everything hurt like crazy. My hands and face (the only parts of my body directly exposed to the cold water) were pounding and stinging.
My mom and I walked a short while home, me still in my dripping wetsuit not being warmed by dry and warm clothes. I jumped in a second time; the first dive was less stingy than the first one, however it hurt more when I stayed in for longer.
The last part I wanted to swim too but I was less eager because I had already felt the iciness twice but I did it anyway! 🙂 Though it did take a while before I was warmed up afterwards..
I guess I didn’t make many meters that day but I think that being in water of 3 degrees Celsius, even for just a little while, can toughen you up. I have to get used to the cold and the clock is ticking!
Wednesday I did a mix of technique and sprinting. I had to reach certain time limits and surprisingly I did! I’ve been feeling like I’ve really fallen back in my training and abilities so to reach these made me a little proud and confident.
On Thursday I also had to reach a certain time limit. The training required me to swim one kilometer six times faster than 15:30. The first two I had some trouble estimating my pace but the last four I managed to get all of them. I was stressing a little about this training because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get good results but I pleasantly surprised myself. 🙂
Friday was a good day. It was the first time I had followed a SWOD (Swim of the Day) in about two months. Tessa really helped me with my breathing technique so that I wouldn’t lift my head as much and I would save a lot of energy.
Sunday I was incredibly tired but I went swimming anyway. One of the exercises was to 10×100 meters with target time: 1:25. I only reached it once but I’m glad I didn’t get the others above 1:30.
On these kinds of days it takes you so much willpower to even go to the pool, though. The training went alright. I had to push myself to finish it sometimes and I’m glad I still have the strength to do that because I’m tired most of the time.
Which isn’t strange because I have my iron supply is on the low side. Initially the doctor wanted to leave it like that because my Hb-level was fine, but because I swim so much I was give iron pills to replete my supply.
Overall I’d have to say it was a pretty good week! 🙂
I am a nineteen-year-old girl from Baambrugge, a tiny village near Amsterdam, with big ambitions. I like to set big goals for myself, I like to explore my own boundaries and see if I can expand them.