I went to swim class today with a not so great attitude. I had the day off from work but I had so many things to do, I just didn't feel like working out. Coach offered up a workout that would call my bluff... 3 x 500 as 500, 5 x 100, and 2 x 250. I couldn't have asked for a better opportunity to test myself. My lane mate wanted to swim 8 minutes and I wanted a 7:45 which I thought I could get but would still be disappointed with because I know I should swim faster. So I went out hard and kept kicking. When I hit the wall and looked at the clock, I couldn't believe my time: 7:35 is a 10 second PR for me. I wouldn't have believed it except my lane mate was down at the other end swimming towards me, she hit the wall in 7:57. So my time was real. I did it!
Instead of rushing off to the US Olympic Training Center to join the triathlon team, I went home and started back in on my to do list. Baby is sleeping slightly better, still teething, still no teeth yet, and we're still exhausted. Every time I get some sleep, my body says MORE. More PLEASE! I don't think we'll ever get caught back up.
I took the baby and dog out for a walk today and Liam got to sit upright in the stroller for the first time. No more car seat in the stroller for this big boy. I also retired his 6 month old size clothes today after our childcare provider commented on his high-water pants and then offered me 3 bags of hand-me down clothes. All of his bigger clothes are for summer since that is when he is supposed to wear 9-12 month size. I guess layering shorts won't get him through the spring. I can't believe I swam a 7:35!