Ok, more like it crushed me. This morning's 6AM Master's started off easy, but we did timed 200 IM's in heats. I can count on one hand the number of times I've actually finished 50 whole excruciating meters of the butterfly stroke, so you can undoubtedly envision how this ended (or began, as was the case for IM's). My lungs were toast after 50, and it set the stage for a nearly-doggy-paddle breast stroke and absolutely gassed 50-free. I crawled the last 25 to finish at an earth-shattering ... wait for it... 4:10. Ouch.
The silver lining for the day tho is I'm down another couple pounds this week - tipping the scales now at 203, with 185 being my goal weight. I also feel pretty damn good considering how tough that IM was on me.
Viva la butterflies!
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