Swimming: Day 6
Thirty-two laps, with a little forgiving rounding: that's a mile. It took a humbling 50:20, but now I can chart progress in time instead of distance. The goal is one mile in thirty minutes. Let the graphing begin.
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Swimming: Day 5
Twenty laps in thirty-seven minutes, and I felt good enough to keep going. To hit the goal I need twelve more laps, seven minutes faster. Still a ways to go, but soon I get my first two data points to graph.
Swimming: Day 4
Wine with dinner put me to sleep on the couch, but vanity woke me at 3am and I made it to the pool. Sixteen laps, officially the halfway distance mark, though at half the speed I need. Not bad for the fourth trip.
Swimming: Day 3
Eleven laps before my right side gave out (it's always the right side; I may end up lopsided). The goal is now official: a mile in thirty minutes. And what are goals without presents? I've got my eye on a bone-conduction swimming mp3 player.
Swimming: Days 1 and 2
Day one: five laps with frequent breaks. Day two: eight, with less effort. A mile means thirty-two laps, so I have a long way to go, though at this rate of progress I'll be swimming many miles a day by month's end.
Ain't that always the way....
A call from my pastor: someone supposedly wreaked havoc on the church network over the weekend, allegedly an on-site intrusion. The actual crime appears to be a router reset to factory defaults. And of course, suspicion lands on me, the guy who just got back in town.
Starting Over
Signed up at the 24/7 fitness place with the pools. Last time I swam was the summer of 2005, sharing the retard lane and coveting some guy's $200 cranial mp3 player. It'll take months to get back to being disappointed with my results. I can't wait.
The Most Amazing Thing Ever
I found the most amazing gym ever: indoor and outdoor pools, ten minutes from home, open 24/7. When I'm sick of working at 3am, I can be swimming laps fifteen minutes later. I'm never moving. (Plus, some choice quotes on why XML is like violence.)
Abode
Got a new place in Alpharetta. Space won out over location. The lease starts tomorrow, the POD arrives Thursday, Comcast shows Friday. This is going to be a psychotic weekend.
Michael Jackson...
...he touched us all.