My arms don’t work

You know swim practice is going to be interesting when your coach posts this on Facebook a few hours before:

Swim tonight. Be afraid. Bring your good arms. ?#?springtraining?? #?thisisgonnahurtyoumorethanme?.

Thankfully, it wasn’t too painful, though it was definitely a good workout.  Sprints.  Lots and lots of sprints.  I swam the same distance I swam on Wednesday, only last night, I had many more rest periods between the swimming.

While I’m not sore today (yet), my arms and legs are TIRED.  As in they don’t really want to work today.  It’s an awesome feeling.

Of course, it made it very hard to get out of bed.

So hard, in fact, that I managed to turn my alarm off in my sleep.  And woke up as I was supposed to be leaving for work.

Whoops.

Thankfully, I showered at the gym the night before. I like to take a second shower in the morning after swimming to help get the chlorine smell off of my body, but I had to skip that this morning.  I slapped on some makeup, brushed my teeth, grabbed some clothes, piled my hair on top of my head, grabbed a protein bar and some coffee and managed to get to work only half an hour late.

I call that a win.