Last week I mentioned running into a friend at the pool, I’ll call him Alex here but that isn’t his real name.
I ran into Alex yesterday at the pool again and we shared a lane and we both swam 2kms which was a first for Alex. He is quicker than I am but never went close to swimming that far in one set. Sharing the lap with me forced him to slow down which he said helped. His triathlon swim is 3.8kms so 2kms is a fair way off but he is pretty darn fit to start with.
Both of us were wearing classic black speedos (his speedo brand, mine arena). All went well.
Then last night I was at the pub with some of the boys and Alex was out as well. He joined our group, his girlfriend was there and some of the other guys girlfriends/wives were out.
Everyone was having a fun night and a few drinks (I was well behaved but maybe some people were having a few more than others – hahaha).
Later in the night Alex and I were off to the side and Alex told me that he knows I’m Aussie Speedo Guy…..
I’m not out to any of my Central Coast crew and this was like a kick in the guts.
Alex must have seen the look on my face and quickly assured me that it was all OK and that it was nobody elses business and he would keep my secret. He also has read enuf of the blog to know that “It is OK Dave, you like girls too.”
That was pretty much the extent of the conversation.
Should be interesting this week but I’m pretty sure Alex won’t say anything to any of my mates about it.
Of course, if Alex wants to do some ‘other’ training then we could use his lunch hour at my place – hehehehe. Wishful thinking I’m sure.
I’m posting these pics because this guy looks similar to Alex (minus the tattoos). And I’ve only ever seen him in a classic black speedo.
I’m sitting in the back of the airport shuttle on my way to DIA (Denver International Airport). I can’t believe the shuttle has wireless this is awesome!!!
I’ll write a bit of a debrief of my time in America on the long flight home but for the next nearly 40 hours I’ll be sitting on my arse.
Shuttle to DIA, DIA to LAX, LAX to SYD then train from SYD to Central, swap trains at Central and then Central to Gosford then taxi or a mate picking me up at Gosford train station then to my house (key has been left out for me). I think I should get to the house around midday but you never know what might happen or what could get delayed.
First thing I’m going to do is get in the ocean!!!
Then I’m going to walk down the beach to town and grab a meat pie!!!
Talk to you guys on the other side of the pacific.
My swimming has really improved over the last couple of months.
Being at 9,500 feet above sea level I couldn’t believe how pathetic I was when I got back into the pool. It wasn’t so much my arms or muscles but purely a lack of breath. I should be able to jump into a pool and swim 1,000m no problems but up here, I couldn’t swim 300m without having to stop from lack of breath.
It has been slow but I’m starting to get on top of it and I can swim 1,000m now without a breath. Still nothing compared to what I could do years ago and at sea level but it is nice to look back at the improvement I’ve made.
How many of you guys swim? Anyone swum at altitude? Would love to hear your thoughts.
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