On Wednesday I swam the 100 Fly at YNATS, and I wasn't really expecting much. I've been struggling with that race forever, so I just thought to myself, 1:05 will be good enough today, please a 1:05 (my best time was 1:01.53). As I was warming up I was feeling better, and I swam the 50 earlier and it felt nice. I thought "Hey, maybe I can do this. Maybe this pool is fast. Maybe I'll pull something out." So as I'm swimming my race I finish the first 50 and I'm feeling good, I'm usually pretty tired by this point. I reach the last 25 and I'm still up with everybody else. When I finish the race I look up at the scoreboard, 1:01.37. Killer. Maybe it had something to do with the pool, probably a lot to do with the fact I'm not anemic anymore, but maybe it had something to do with the feeling. Feeling good, and feeling fast. Whatever it was, I liked it.
P.S. I'll write about my Harry Potter Adventures next week.
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