Starting this week, my training schedule has me back to swimming twice a week. Pool workouts are always my most dreaded workouts of the week. I do not know why. I think part of it is because it has to be so meticulously scheduled. For running and biking, I can sort of do them whenever I want, but when it comes to swimming, I’m either going to a pre-scheduled group swim or I’m swimming in the morning before work, which means I want to get to the pool as early as possible to ensure that I’m not super late for work (though I’m technically on a flexible schedule, so even when I’m “late,” I’m not really late).
Going to the group workout isn’t actually that bad. I’m meeting up with a group! It’s fun! They’re fun people! And all I have to do afterwards is shower and go to bed.
Morning swims though, I think I find them awful due solely to the logistics. Get to the pool fast, hope I can get a lane, get through my workout, shower and make myself presentable, and then rush off to work. But while I’m actually swimming, it’s not bad. I don’t mind the workout itself. In fact, I really enjoy swimming. It’s a great workout, as evidenced by my wobbly arms and legs after the fact, but it doesn’t feel as rough on my body as running or biking.
But somehow, in my brain, swimming is the hard part of the three sports in triathlon. Not the one that I’m worst at (that’s probably running), but the one that I struggle the most to train. I’m trying to get it through my head that going to the pool isn’t that bad, that it’s great to have my workouts done early in the morning, and more importantly, the more I train my swimming, the less time I spend in an open water swim.
So I have to make myself do the hard things. It doesn’t matter that I don’t want to. I have to do it. And we all have those hard things that we don’t want to do that we have to do. So get out there. Do the hard things.