<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:41:17.778-04:00</updated><category term='pool rage'/><category term='olympics'/><category term='distance per stroke'/><category term='honorary HSA girl'/><category term='pools'/><category term='T-30'/><category term='test times'/><category term='Drills'/><category term='open water'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='hot swimmer ass'/><category term='progress'/><category term='workouts'/><category term='fight the good fight'/><category term='masters'/><category term='Dagny Knutson'/><title type='text'>Hot Swimmer Ass</title><subtitle type='html'>Drills, laps, times... and the scenery along the way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-6732995942501930892</id><published>2009-03-04T18:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:16:58.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dagny Knutson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot swimmer ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honorary HSA girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Inaugural Honorary HSA Girl</title><content type='html'>Check out this article about a future Olympian... &lt;div&gt;It takes cajones to do that kind of training, mostly alone, while dealing with frigid, dark winters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hereby name &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/03/03/AR2009030303239.html?hpid=artslot"&gt;Dagny Knutson&lt;/a&gt; the first ever Honorary HSA Girl.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="swfHome=eplayer.clipsyndicate.com&amp;va_id=282213&amp;wpid=2541&amp;csEnv=undefined"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf" flashvars="swfHome=eplayer.clipsyndicate.com&amp;va_id=282213&amp;wpid=2541&amp;csEnv=undefined" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-6732995942501930892?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/6732995942501930892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=6732995942501930892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6732995942501930892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6732995942501930892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/03/inaugural-honorary-hsa-girl.html' title='Inaugural Honorary HSA Girl'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-6352046155004508994</id><published>2009-03-01T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:31:53.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-30'/><title type='text'>T-30</title><content type='html'>Here are the results of the first T-30 swim. &lt;div&gt;2200 yards. I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My watch timer didn't beep (at least not so I could hear it) so I'm guesstimating my distance based on the time that I stopped to check it and realized it had finished counting down and started over again. So frustrating. I need to figure out a better way of doing this, especially since I'd forgotten how hard it is to get a good test set in when you're dealing with open swim at a rec center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, practice Saturday was 4200 yards, the longest I've done since starting to train again. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-6352046155004508994?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/6352046155004508994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=6352046155004508994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6352046155004508994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6352046155004508994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/03/t-30.html' title='T-30'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-8788777765038586025</id><published>2009-03-01T08:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:34:25.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Obliques. I wants them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaqXpXHP2vI/AAAAAAAADp4/1umffi3lFIg/s1600-h/exercises-obliques.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaqXpXHP2vI/AAAAAAAADp4/1umffi3lFIg/s400/exercises-obliques.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308221847644396274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I swim, I can tell that I am not rotating enough, or easily enough, and when I get tired I tend not to do it consistently. I'm sure this is because I have zero abdominal strength. Ergo, I headed to my first Pilates class yesterday. I think it's going to be exactly what I need, because everything from my ribs to my hips is sore today. Sadly, I think I'm only going to be able to get to one class a week at the gym--the others are too early in the day--so I think I'll get a DVD to try on my own and see how that goes. Plus, straight-up crunches never hurt anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did notice, though, during one of my post-workout inspections, that I *think* I might be getting the faintest shadow of baby obliques. They're not visible to the naked eye (only my own highly optimistic eye) but I do think they might be there. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-8788777765038586025?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/8788777765038586025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=8788777765038586025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/8788777765038586025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/8788777765038586025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/03/obliques-i-wants-them.html' title='Obliques. I wants them.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaqXpXHP2vI/AAAAAAAADp4/1umffi3lFIg/s72-c/exercises-obliques.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-2035804838038726958</id><published>2009-02-22T23:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:57:45.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distance per stroke'/><title type='text'>Baby steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaIsVa0k-0I/AAAAAAAADpo/IoWTxbK4h9w/s1600-h/diving-gut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaIsVa0k-0I/AAAAAAAADpo/IoWTxbK4h9w/s400/diving-gut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852057484589890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few small milestones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tonight the masters coach a) told me I had a great fly, and b) gave me a simple way to improve it: apparently it's not necessary for me to haul my entire chest out of the water when I breathe! I hadn't even realized I was going that, but the next lap of it that I did sure as hell felt instantly easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've dropped my stroke count on 25 yards from 20/21 a few months ago to 16/17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we did a breathing set at the end of practice tonight, and I didn't even feel out of breath when I finished the underwater 25. Then we were to do a 50 free on 3 breaths, and I did the first 25 without any, and only took 2 on the back end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh, and I still don't have any abs, but I haven't given up hope that they'll eventually show up... and in the mean time, I am kind of frickin' stoked about my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get strong enough to do 50 fly without feeling like I'm going to collapse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-drop stroke count even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-drop my intervals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tighten up my turns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do a timed mile, straight through. I have been avoiding this, because I'm vaguely nervous that being able to swim for two hours with breaks won't translate into being able to swim for half an hour without stopping, but I really ought to try it just to set a baseline and see where I'm at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-2035804838038726958?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/2035804838038726958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=2035804838038726958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/2035804838038726958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/2035804838038726958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-steps.html' title='Baby steps.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SaIsVa0k-0I/AAAAAAAADpo/IoWTxbK4h9w/s72-c/diving-gut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-5422366914812815180</id><published>2009-02-18T20:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:49:46.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Hundreds and Hundreds</title><content type='html'>At masters this morning, we had a set of 10 x 100, odds fast with an out of water start (off the deck not the blocks) evens recovery. &lt;div&gt;My times were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - 1:05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - 1:05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 - 1:06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 - 1:08 (oops!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 - 1:06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, not that bad. I felt pretty good until number 7, at which point the piano fell. Hard. I was able to pull it together again for number 9, although I had gotten to the point where I could no longer really feel my arms. I was just trusting that they were doing what I told them to, and I'm pretty sure I was flailing.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I could hold that pace for 4.4 miles!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, things to work on - holding a faster pace for longer distances. Not losing technique as I get tired. And ramping up the yardage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm aiming to do a T-30 this weekend. Any bets on whether I lose track of my laps? Ok, that's not a fair bet. Any bets on how far into the 30 minutes I lose track of my laps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-5422366914812815180?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/5422366914812815180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=5422366914812815180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5422366914812815180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5422366914812815180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/02/hundreds-and-hundreds.html' title='Hundreds and Hundreds'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-7822378496042102320</id><published>2009-02-05T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:11:58.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SYp1B16UL_I/AAAAAAAADpg/z0_w2d_Szq0/s1600-h/gq-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SYp1B16UL_I/AAAAAAAADpg/z0_w2d_Szq0/s400/gq-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299176586066800626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't you going to NEED those lungs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-7822378496042102320?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/7822378496042102320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=7822378496042102320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7822378496042102320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7822378496042102320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/02/dude.html' title='dude.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SYp1B16UL_I/AAAAAAAADpg/z0_w2d_Szq0/s72-c/gq-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-1034984238440690958</id><published>2009-01-25T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:15:56.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masters'/><title type='text'>BACK ON THE WAGON.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my friend Tom was like, "so I've been meaning to ask you, on your gmail status it says '3300.' Is that some sort of distance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "yes, that's what I swam the last time I was in shape, which was about three weeks ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom said, "so, a little over half a mile?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "no actually, just under two miles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I felt sad because I'm positive I couldn't do that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Masters practice tonight, despite the fact that it is like 25 degrees--I will be bundled up like a dumpling, waddling through the icy wind to the Y. All in the name of fitness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-1034984238440690958?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/1034984238440690958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=1034984238440690958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/1034984238440690958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/1034984238440690958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-on-wagon.html' title='BACK ON THE WAGON.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-7684516704839367478</id><published>2009-01-14T22:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:24:44.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masters'/><title type='text'>I am the Master.</title><content type='html'>Actually, I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; Master. Ok, I just joined a Masters team. I'm really only slightly above average. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning was the first practice, and the sister unit and myself attended. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After standing on the deck looking slightly confused, we were approached by John, who introduced himself, told us the rules of the road (or lane) for this particular team, and invited us to jump in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following ensued:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;500 warmup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12x50 drill down, swim back: right arm, left arm, fist, super catchup drills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11x200 swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1-4 on 3:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5 on 4:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6-7 on 2:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8-9 on 4:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;10-11 on 2:50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I averaged about 2:30 per 200, or 1:15 per 100. Not real swift, sadly, but at least I was able to hold the pace without dropping off (I did have all that extra rest).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided not to go on the faster interval due to my current lack of conditioning and my soreness from Monday's BJJ class in which I got landed on hard by an overanxious dude. My back is still slightly out of alignment. I forgot to tell him he's a terrible chiropractor and should stick to his day job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-7684516704839367478?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/7684516704839367478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=7684516704839367478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7684516704839367478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7684516704839367478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-master.html' title='I am the Master.'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-7516704204064349929</id><published>2008-12-29T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:31:43.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>12/27/08</title><content type='html'>Grappledunk &amp;amp; Nerf, at Grappledunk's pool. Zero hot swimmer ass sightings. But we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 S, 200 P, 200 K, 200 choice, 200 varied speeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 sets of:&lt;br /&gt;200 kick/drill&lt;br /&gt;200 pull&lt;br /&gt;200 swim&lt;br /&gt;-first set free, second set IM, 3rd set choice (we did a mix of breast and fly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 x 50, down underwater back easy (I did all 25s underwater with no problem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 cool down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3200 yards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as easy for me as 2000 was a month ago, so I'm psyched!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-7516704204064349929?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/7516704204064349929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=7516704204064349929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7516704204064349929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7516704204064349929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/122708.html' title='12/27/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-5191768210121340514</id><published>2008-12-21T19:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:28:00.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Holy shit!</title><content type='html'>Masters practice tonight. I wound up not doing quite as many yards as everyone else cause I am a lot slower, but here is my best estimation of what I did do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 free warmup&lt;br /&gt;200 drill (free, alternating between anchor drill and catchup)&lt;br /&gt;1800 main (400 free, 200 kick/drill, 200 free, 400 pull, 200 kick/drill, 400 free)&lt;br /&gt;100 timed&lt;br /&gt;200 easy&lt;br /&gt;300 IM (4 x 75)&lt;br /&gt;300 (this was supposed to be a pyramid, but at that point I was just trying to keep swimming, so I wasn't timing or anything)&lt;br /&gt;200 breathing set (4 x 50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about 3300 yards. Holla! That's by far the most I've ever done; and not only did I surprise myself with how much I was able to do, but the fly portions of the IMs were no problem at all, even though they fell near the 3000 yard mark when I was already really tired. I mean, I remember the first time I went swimming with Grappledunk around Labor Day, I could barely make it to the end of a 25 fly lap when I'd only been swimming a few minutes. And the breathing set at the end was supposed to be 4 x 50 yards, breathing five times, then four, then three, then two. I did five, then six, then three, and was sure I could never do the two breath 50 that the coach wanted me to--but I did! I did the first 25 with no breaths at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I am gradually making progress, even though sometimes it doesn't feel like it... now that I know I can do over 3000 I will just have to keep pushing until I can do it consistently, and can polish off 4000.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-5191768210121340514?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/5191768210121340514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=5191768210121340514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5191768210121340514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5191768210121340514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-shit.html' title='Holy shit!'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-3796678000476962323</id><published>2008-12-18T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:08:10.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>12-16/08-12/17/08</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I did 43 minutes on the elliptical, at a pretty high resistance (including the handles) and then ran on the treadmill for 17 mins, mixing in lots of sprint intervals. The day before that, I had a pretty shitty, weak swim. I HAVE to break 2000!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-3796678000476962323?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/3796678000476962323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=3796678000476962323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/3796678000476962323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/3796678000476962323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/12-1608-121708.html' title='12-16/08-12/17/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-559436059889868560</id><published>2008-12-18T16:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:44:07.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight the good fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Mornings...</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why, but somehow I can get up to swim before work easier than I can make myself swim after work. Which is great, because I've been getting waaay too much sleep as it is...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday morning I swam a 500 pyramid working strokes and drills and kicking, but with the 100 and the second 200 working my open water pace. The 100 was ok. The 200 was pretty slow. Baby steps, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm trying to figure out when I'm going to deal with my car registration, and my address change with the DMV (which I neglected to address - ha!- when I moved a year and a half ago...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm afraid it's going to seriously infringe on my swimming/grappling/other important stuff time this Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-559436059889868560?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/559436059889868560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=559436059889868560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/559436059889868560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/559436059889868560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/mornings.html' title='Mornings...'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-7595392202707475321</id><published>2008-12-15T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:44:58.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>12/15/08</title><content type='html'>400 swim, 200 kick, 400 pull, 200 kick, 400 mixed breast/back, and then 400 alternating whatever it took to get me through to the end--followed by 50 sculling, just to really wear me out. I'm pretty whipped. Next goal--to get through 2500!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-7595392202707475321?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/7595392202707475321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=7595392202707475321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7595392202707475321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7595392202707475321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/121508.html' title='12/15/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-2352885677746757250</id><published>2008-12-14T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:27:47.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Absence makes the heart grow fonder.</title><content type='html'>After two weeks of hardly working out at all and only making it to the pool once, I went back to the Y tonight. It's possible I'm imagining things, but I swear it seems cleaner and somehow less cold than it was last time I was there. Didn't have a great workout, but that's no surprise since it had been a while; they key thing is that it didn't fill me with despair. Oh, and if I were to avoid eating half a dozen fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies (I am warming up for Christmas) a couple hours before getting in the water, that would probably help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-2352885677746757250?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/2352885677746757250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=2352885677746757250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/2352885677746757250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/2352885677746757250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-4640628454205819230</id><published>2008-12-07T16:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:31:45.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Theoretical workout schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STxOm9HYAoI/AAAAAAAAC_g/aKJZYJQuhmA/s1600-h/underwater1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STxOm9HYAoI/AAAAAAAAC_g/aKJZYJQuhmA/s320/underwater1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277179294518870658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how close to this I will actually get. But barring awful work hours, headaches, fatigue and general demoralization, here is where I would like to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: AM weights&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: AM swim&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Am weights, PM swim (this will be swim class once the next program session starts)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: AM swim&lt;br /&gt;Friday: AM swim&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: AM weights, PM swim&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: PM swim (Masters practice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really meant to be a 7-day schedule, but I know inevitably the day off I take will vary from week to week, and the weekends are actually my best times to get in good workouts. It's going to be tough to get to bed early enough that I will be willing to get out of bed at 6:30, but I gotta do it; I've been working till 7 or 8 a lot lately and it's pretty much impossible to summon the motivation to go to the pool after that. So let's see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-4640628454205819230?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/4640628454205819230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=4640628454205819230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4640628454205819230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4640628454205819230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/theoretical-workout-schedule.html' title='Theoretical workout schedule'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STxOm9HYAoI/AAAAAAAAC_g/aKJZYJQuhmA/s72-c/underwater1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-3678953432454884507</id><published>2008-12-07T09:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:50:10.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>This is courage.</title><content type='html'>While I was running yesterday, the overhead TV was showing NBC's special on some of the American Paralympic athletes, and the last person they featured was a 16-year-old swimmer, &lt;a href="http://swimming.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&amp;amp;sdn=swimming&amp;amp;cdn=sports&amp;amp;tm=20&amp;amp;gps=383_258_1020_584&amp;amp;f=00&amp;amp;tt=2&amp;amp;bt=1&amp;amp;bts=1&amp;amp;zu=http%3A//www.marinlove.com/"&gt;Marin Morrison&lt;/a&gt;. She was a potential Olympic-caliber swimmer when she was diagnosed with brain cancer a few years ago, and has undergone four surgeries, the last of which took place after she had locked in her qualifying times for Beijing, and left her with devastating speech and motor impairments that should have made it impossible for her to swim. Yet despite that, and punishing rounds of chemotherapy, radiation and experimental drugs, she still had the courage and determination to come to the Olympics and complete all her races, even though she is so frail she had to be wheeled to the edge of the pool and helped into the water--she still did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does that kind of courage and strength put all my petty daily troubles into perspective, but it tells me that if someone can come back literally from the brink of death, endure what she has, and still find the toughness to finish her Olympic races, then healthy, able-bodied me ought bloody well to be able to get strong enough to swim two miles in a lake by May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-3678953432454884507?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/3678953432454884507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=3678953432454884507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/3678953432454884507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/3678953432454884507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-courage.html' title='This is courage.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-105327210997147702</id><published>2008-12-07T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:32:08.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>12/06/08</title><content type='html'>The good news is, my second workout (I only worked out twice! Blurgh!) of this awful awful hellish week was actually a good one. The bad news is, I wasn't swimming. I worked all day yesterday and didn't have the concentration or energy for a swim, so I just hit the treadmill instead. I ran four miles in 36 minutes (which is exciting to exactly no one other than me; the first time I timed myself at it I took 40 minutes, and then 38 minutes another time), and then after I caught my breath I ran another mile just for good measure. Shockingly, now my legs are tired and I'm wondering exactly how bad I will be at masters practice tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-105327210997147702?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/105327210997147702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=105327210997147702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/105327210997147702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/105327210997147702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/120608.html' title='12/06/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-6910583324224670313</id><published>2008-12-06T16:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:08:18.973-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Short - but not as bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wJRrwU4DHY/STrwDVaXxOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zK32s5CZtTs/s1600-h/poolmural.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's today's workout:&lt;div&gt;W/U: 400 free, 250 stroke, 5x50 e, m, f, m, e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 pull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 kick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;500 test swim: I went a 6:17. Meh. I suppose it wasn't too horribly bad for just the second week of swimming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3x100 pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 pull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 kick&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually proud I got in the pool today. My usual pool (seen here:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 159px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wJRrwU4DHY/STruSkFDh8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Mw9cxCjKtpM/s320/whalesmural.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276791916107892674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; was closed due to some arts and crafts fair (arts and crafts?? why close the pool for that??) so I had to go waaaay out of my way to this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wJRrwU4DHY/STrwDVaXxOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zK32s5CZtTs/s320/poolmural.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276793853495985378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 93px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was strangely dark in there. I wonder if they forgot to pay the electric bill. I like my usual pool better, but it served the purpose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-6910583324224670313?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/6910583324224670313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=6910583324224670313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6910583324224670313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/6910583324224670313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-but-not-as-bad.html' title='Short - but not as bad'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wJRrwU4DHY/STruSkFDh8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Mw9cxCjKtpM/s72-c/whalesmural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-4327186899117425370</id><published>2008-12-05T16:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:21:39.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>Is there such a thing as pool rage?</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's a few days late, but here's what I did on Wednesday:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W/U: 300 swim,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          4x100 IM (this is where I realized this was going to suck.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free set:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5x100 on 1:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4x100 on 1:25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3x100 on 1:20 (this is where I got really pissed at myself and stopped the set. I had another 2 100s on 1:15 and one on 1:10 left to do, plus another whole set that I didn't do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5oo swim - 50 free, 50 back, trying to loosen up and get my stroke feeling somewhat normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 minute hot shower, which felt great until I realized I was going to be late for work. Dammit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 minutes of road rage in rush hour traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;--2400 yards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-4327186899117425370?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/4327186899117425370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=4327186899117425370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4327186899117425370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4327186899117425370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-there-such-thing-as-pool-rage.html' title='Is there such a thing as pool rage?'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-4359206646179650023</id><published>2008-12-03T21:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:44:35.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><title type='text'>12/03/08</title><content type='html'>In summary: blurgh. I was tired and gaspy; didn't count laps because I was too busy sulking over how gaspy I was; only swam for about 45 minutes before giving up due to persistent chill and horrible foot cramps. Grappledunk, do you have any advice/suggestions re the foot cramps? I get them sometimes in the arch of my foot, but tonight I was even getting them in the muscles of my toes. Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-4359206646179650023?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/4359206646179650023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=4359206646179650023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4359206646179650023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/4359206646179650023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/120308.html' title='12/03/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-5071904400333595675</id><published>2008-12-03T20:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:40:51.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pools'/><title type='text'>Topic for debate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STdCowwQ4pI/AAAAAAAAC9g/Fb7EHRn9S-0/s1600-h/schuylkill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STdCowwQ4pI/AAAAAAAAC9g/Fb7EHRn9S-0/s320/schuylkill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275758756537361042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was my first time swimming at the Y since coming back from Thanksgiving, and after two delightful days in the clear, balmy, placid, and almost drinkable waters of the Braddock Road rec center, the Y was a depressing wake-up call. It was like coming back to Long Island Sound after vacationing in the Caribbean. As I did my first few laps, shivering wretchedly, I was  inspired to conduct a little informal analysis as to which is more unpleasant: Nerdy Fashionista's Y Pool, or the Schuylkill River? Let's see how they stack up against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Current&lt;/u&gt;: Okay, the Schuylkill wins this one easily (although the frequency with which I beach some part of my anatomy on the lane rope at the Y without being aware of having moved over suggests that there is, somehow, a mysterious current at work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Waves and chop&lt;/u&gt;: This is probably a toss-up. I got slapped in the face with water more times than I could count tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Temperature&lt;/u&gt;: The Schuylkill, but only by a narrow margin. The Y water is COLD. Plus, maybe some of those rotting corpses and industrial petrochemicals in the Schuylkill help keep things warm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Water quality&lt;/u&gt;: Again, another toss-up. The Y is the cloudiest pool I have ever swum in, as well as the most aggressively chlorinated; and I think over the Thanksgiving weekend they may have dumped in some Lysol for good measure, because tonight I thought I detected a soupcon of disinfectant mixed in with the usual outright bleach. And everyone seemed to be trailing more bubbles than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Microbes and wildlife&lt;/u&gt;: Well, the Y is pretty frickin' gross, but I think I've got to give this one to the Schuylkill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Debris&lt;/u&gt;: Yeah, Schuylkill takes it again, although I did swim past a discarded band-aid tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crowding&lt;/u&gt;: There were twelve people in the pool while I was there tonight--mind you this is a tiny four-lane pool--whereas one of the advantages of swimming in a river has got to be personal space. The Y wins here, no contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does that leave us? The Schuylkill has four points, and the Y has one, plus two toss-ups... so it looks like the Schuylkill is grosser, but not by too awfully much. Man, I wish I could afford and/or lived closer to &lt;a href="http://www.asphaltgreen.org/"&gt;Asphalt Green&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-5071904400333595675?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/5071904400333595675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=5071904400333595675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5071904400333595675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5071904400333595675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/topic-for-debate.html' title='Topic for debate.'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STdCowwQ4pI/AAAAAAAAC9g/Fb7EHRn9S-0/s72-c/schuylkill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-205715011627977592</id><published>2008-12-02T20:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:41:31.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight the good fight'/><title type='text'>The Wuss-ass Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STXi56UScwI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/EQtnTfOR7nY/s1600-h/couch-potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STXi56UScwI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/EQtnTfOR7nY/s320/couch-potato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275372023069176578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave work for the day at 7:45, sulking.&lt;br /&gt;2. Step out of office into dark, cold, windy city night.&lt;br /&gt;3. Contemplate getting into cold pool at the end of a half hour journey which includes several minutes of cold, windy walking.&lt;br /&gt;4. Run home to warm apartment, sit on couch, stuff face, and write blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my first impulse was to call this the Weenie Workout, until it occurred to me that that sounds like something that would be more appropriately located in the pages of Men's Health. Curiously, the Pussy Workout doesn't sound too hot, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! I am getting up early and going swimming before work &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-205715011627977592?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/205715011627977592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=205715011627977592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/205715011627977592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/205715011627977592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/12/wuss-ass-workout.html' title='The Wuss-ass Workout'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STXi56UScwI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/EQtnTfOR7nY/s72-c/couch-potato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-7662641768360097353</id><published>2008-11-29T19:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:14:56.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distance per stroke'/><title type='text'>Saturday, November 29 - Distance Per Stroke workout</title><content type='html'>Lots of stroke counting today... It was good to focus on distance per stroke, since I feel like a spaz for a while after a long pool layoff. Nerdy Fashionista hung in for a good 2000 yards while feeling like crap, so that bodes well for future, non-crappy feeling workouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W/U: 200 sw, 200 pull, 200 kick, 200 choice, 200 variable speed  = 1000 yd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;450 pull&lt;br /&gt;count strokes each length for the first 150; 2nd 150 stroke count -1; 3rd 150 stroke count -2&lt;br /&gt;                 (my stroke count was 17, 16, and 15)&lt;br /&gt;200 kick&lt;br /&gt;450 swim&lt;br /&gt;same as first 450   &lt;br /&gt;                 (I managed a length with a 13 stroke count on the last 150!)                       =2100 yd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x75 faster, stroke count -1          =2400 yd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 drill&lt;br /&gt;100 kick&lt;br /&gt;100 fast drill                                 = 3200 yd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 warmdown                      &lt;br /&gt;           =3300 yd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-7662641768360097353?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/7662641768360097353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=7662641768360097353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7662641768360097353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/7662641768360097353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-november-29-distance-per.html' title='Saturday, November 29 - Distance Per Stroke workout'/><author><name>Grappledunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17286117555959229853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202112236321307204.post-5272851459254227571</id><published>2008-11-28T21:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:26:26.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot swimmer ass'/><title type='text'>11/28/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STCm_DyB0SI/AAAAAAAAC74/XWtQoNFY16s/s1600-h/coughlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273898765927960866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STCm_DyB0SI/AAAAAAAAC74/XWtQoNFY16s/s320/coughlin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Workout:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-200 swim, 200 choice, 200 swim drill kick swim (interrupted midway by pressing matters requiring our attention on deck)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-2 x 400 (50 drill, 50 swim, each stroke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-100 time test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-50 mellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-400 pull, descending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=1950 total, plus special Remedial Flipturn Clinic for NerF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 yard test times:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grappledunk, leading the way: 1:05 (31/34)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pigwee, barely behind: 1:11 (33/38)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NerF, gasping into view: 1'25" (41/44)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other notes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spotted: 1 piece truly righteous hot swimmer ass. Mystery Braddock Road Dude, we salute you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202112236321307204-5272851459254227571?l=hotswimmerass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/feeds/5272851459254227571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7202112236321307204&amp;postID=5272851459254227571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5272851459254227571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202112236321307204/posts/default/5272851459254227571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotswimmerass.blogspot.com/2008/11/112808.html' title='11/28/08'/><author><name>The Nerdy Fashionista</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/SW1Mt3ybSeI/AAAAAAAADVg/q1cZnDtsJwQ/S220/solitaire1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QPj-MjGsyU/STCm_DyB0SI/AAAAAAAAC74/XWtQoNFY16s/s72-c/coughlin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
