When I started swimming again this year, I swam eight laps and thought I was on the verge of near death.
It wasn’t pretty.
Yet over the past 10 months, swimming and I got more comfortable. I got sort of faster, not by that much, and am still working on being completely comfortable in the open water. But the one thing that I was reminded of this past Saturday is what we often overlook in the search for speed: endurance.
On Saturday, I swam my longest swim ever: 2.1 miles!
Sure it was in a pool and yes, it was part of a speed workout and still included drills, kicking and rest. But I don’t give a damn – 2.1 miles and it couldn’t have come at a better time. It was that workout when you are ok with not being the fastest, but you’re ecstatic to see how far you’ve come. Like the first time you ran a mile, swam a mile, ran a 5k, a half marathon, or any time when you took it to the next level.
I’m still dealing with my knee issues and haven’t run in over a month. I’m still experiencing mental highs and lows, but being able to achieve something new in a foreign sport was the kind of mental mojo that I needed.
So you say you’re not a swimmer? Yeah, me neither.
Damn you, Pinterest.