Could’ve, Would’ve, Should’ve

I am a little annoyed at myself.

With a bunch of TRIgirls off drinking wine for charity (twinge of jealousy), the lanes were a bit more empty than usual at Wednesday’s Masters class. The remaining attendees were juggled around so that a couple of super speedy swimmers, including TRIgirl KB, were placed in the LoJ2 . Looking at the whiteboard, the theme for the workout was painfully clear - “hard and fast.”

Uh, yeah, fast is not really my thing.

The tough workout started off fairly well. The fast 200 had me wondering if I incorrectly read the clock or calculated the wrong time because the interval seemed too good to be true. The descending 150s made me think I may actually have more than just one speed. For the first set of 3 100s – on an interval that leaves me breathless - I was fortunate to draft off Dr. Joe, finishing with about 15 seconds of rest between 100s.

But it was pretty darn hard and I had to fight to keep that draft off the good doctor.

Then there were a few more challenging speed and non-free sets.

So, when the second set of 3 100s (on an interval that was 5 seconds faster than the first) came around, I chickened out. I jumped behind a girl who I knew would be slower and would allow me a break.

I was quite happy for the first 100. But, as I cruised along comfortably during the next two, I realized I could have pushed harder.

It may not have been pretty – and I may not have hit them all - but I should have at least tried.

I hope next time I'll remember this feeling and won't take the easy way out.