Last night Beth was kind enough to let me tag along and swim at the lake by her parent’s house. I was afraid it would be really cold b/c of the rain, but luckily it wasn’t. I must say though…the fear is now there! Which is such a bad thing. I just can’t stand to have my face in the water for very long. I need to see what is going on around me, I don’t have the blind faith that I am going in the right direction. Beth swan horizontally along shore about 200 yards out between 2 buoys a few times. I swam out to the first bouy and back and forth to shore. We were in the water maybe 30 mins. I just kept trying to get myself to freestyle stroke for 10 counts and then look up. I need to figure out how to just keep going. I believe I am a fast swimmer, the fear just gets me and I stop. I don’t like when the temp changes, the color changes and I keep picturing what I cannot see like these things:




















I know, I know it’s irrational. But I am someone who cries when I see a spider and I have let this fear get a hold of me. I will get over it, I just need to keep getting in the water. It stinks that I don’t have easier access to a beach. There are several tri club swims but they are all super far away from me. I am going to join my neighbor in a 50 yard pool weekly to swim starting next week. I think that will help with my stamina at least.

Once I got home, Gary and I walked the dogs and then ran 4.25 miles. It was a decent run, but I was feeling slightly nauceous; I had all day yesterday. I feel better today though. I got up this morning and lifted weights at home. I have this great AB burner DvD and did that, hardest 8 mins ever! Tonight G and I need to mop/vacuum our house b/c we sent some rugs out to get cleaned and they come back tomorrow. Afterwards I will ride my bike for an hour and run 20 mins afterwards. Tomorrow is an AM 6 mile run, PM 20-25 mile bike. Friday is weights/swim. Sat is long bike with G and an afternoon open water swim somewhere. Sunday I am riding the GTC course with Jen early and will need to run at least 6 miles afterwards.

Then off to G’s dad’s house for Father’s day. Sunday I think will be tough. The commercials and greeting card sections have been getting to me. We never did a whole lot for father’s day, but I certainly would have talked to him. What I wouldn’t give to just be able to talk to him one more time.