Today's workout sort of sucked, but I consider it a victory for consistency. I haven't been able to sleep much the past few nights and felt tired and grumpy this morning. We had a monsterous workout involving multiple sets of 300s, 400s and 500s. Adam, my lane partner, was lapping me every 250, which is par for the course, but I was really feeling slow today.
At one point I thought, "This is stupid. I'm not getting anywhere. I may as well just get out and take a long shower and get to work early." But, then I thought, there are no hot showers in the middle of a marathon swim. Whether you're feeling good or bad doesn't matter. You just have to keep going. So, I dug in and kept alternating strokes to get the yards done. And I did.