lunchtime:

forty laps (lengths) in the pool.  i am going to be so bummed in the next couple weeks when it gets too crowded to swim day or night.  i really feel like i’m getting better at it.  not as far as technique but just pushing myself and overall speed.  and i’m getting a wicked tan.  no, i am not tanorexic; it’s an unintended (and not entirely welcome) side effect. 

evening:

three miles of the bridge run.  so far *knock on wood* my legs are fine.  i tried running really hard to get to the bridge (so that i could get to where i feel safe by myself quicker… mental note: find the pepper-spray that writersblock gave you and put it some place where you’ll remember it each time you go for a run) but i only made it about 3/4 of the way there before my life flashed before my eyes.  i let hubby go on, walked about thirty seconds, and then jogged the rest of the way to the bridge.  once i got to the railing i did intervals.  i walked/jogged to every other light post.  seemed as good a system as any.  the last two light posts coming back were jogging and i continued at a slow, comfortable pace all the way back to the parking lot.  i would estimate that i jogged 2/3 of the whole thing.  maybe a little better.  i’m hoping to feel confident enough in my legs to do a slow jog the whole way again next week.  and i am so anxious for the day that i can do a full two laps on the bridge like everyone else.  on the bright side, now that it’s warming up the group is growing tremendously and i’m hoping to find some slowpokes like me that i could keep up with for the two laps.  for now, i’m just trying to keep from pushing too hard and re-injuring my legs.