I had a very weird day. Actually, the weird day is still going.
For starters, I went to lunch across town. Turns out, Coach Monster was in the restaurant. That was cool. Not entirely coincidental since I know he goes there sometimes and I do too…and I crave the coconut soup. I walked in. I saw him. I waved at him. He kind of half-waved, and that was it. I had a lunch meeting, so I didn’t have time to say hi. He walked out without speaking to me. So, naturally, I spent the rest of the day worrying that he was mad at me. The half-wave was weird.
So I emailed him when I got back to work. Turns out he didn’t recognize me.
Which makes me start a weirder dialogue with myself: did he not regonize me because he never sees me without a visor and a chamois? is it because my hair is darker? or is it because I am so much fatter than two weeks ago????
I need help.
Yesterday, I had a good mental breakthrough.
But now, I am sitting at my computer in my office, coming up with 70.3 reasons why I don’t want to go swim. And 70.3 reasons that I just want to crawl into a hole.
I can’t handle all my real life dilemmas. I’m not capable of deciding which shoes to wear, let alone real life decisions. I’m tired of making big girl choices. Wwwwwaaaaah.
So I’m just going to make the swim decision easy for myself: I am going to swim as soon as I finish the latest legal misery in front of me.
And while I swim, I’m going to come up with 70.3 reasons why I am going to do this darn race in ninety-something days. And why I’m going to do the race to the best of my ability.
If at every flip turn I will come up with a reason to do the race, then, 70 lengths later, I will have finished a mile swim, and hopefully, be slapped with an inspired outlook.
(PS – In the time since I started this post, Coach M called me and said that I better get my ass to the pool. That’s good enough motivation for me. Off I go….)
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Funny that he didn't recognize you. You do clean up nice, I must say. Does he read your blog? Glad he recognized your need for a swift kick in the ass in the form of a phone call, that's better than recognizing your face in a bowl of coconut soup anyway!
I think we need more Torrey Pines hiking…time for chatting, for reflecting, for sorting out life. You definitely clean up nice, by the way!
Carrie
Hi! Relatively new reader Erin here. Just wanted to say that I had a terrible 'vacation hangover' after my trip to San Diego last fall also. I was in a total funk for about a week. SD was just so awesome! ( I got to meet Tanya and Marison as well!)
Give it a few days, I think you'll feel better. BTW, I think your idea of remembering something positive at every flip turn is great! I'm also jealous 'cause I can't flip turn 🙂
He probably just didn't recognize you in "real" clothes. I get that all the time from my running friends who only see me with my hair in a headband. Hope you enjoyed your swim and came up with those 70.3 reasons that you are awesome and are going to kick butt in NOLA.
I find flip-turns weird to do… you don't do them in a race, so why bother learning them. Does Coach Monster advise them? I just push off the sides (only enough to simulate not losing momentum from having stopped).
I lost that swimming motivatn 2 yrs ago. Now I'm bummed because I got it back and went for the past 3 wks twice a week but can't go this week because we are snowed in! I have some good motivation now to keep it going though since I have a coach to report to. 😉