Saturday, August 19, 2017

Swimming Downhill

I've been using the spring theory and focusing on my obliques.

Today, a change happened several times during breast stroke.  My hip angle must have tilted somewhat, because my glide felt like I was going downhill!?!?

Granted, what really happened, most likely, is that my normal glide was pushing with vertical drag, as if going uphill.  Therefore, a change towards horizontal FELT like I was going downhill.

Regardless, it was pretty cool.

Another little taste of progress during the close of summer desperation.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Spring Theory

I've been swimming like mad as the end of summer pool hours approached.  I don't remember the last day the pool was closed for a swim meet, but that was the last day I missed, easily 2 months ago.  I am tired.  Some good(ish) days, some very tough days.

That said, I had a new thought today, and I laughed while swimming at the thought of naming it Spring Theory, a play on String Theory, but anyways . . .

I need to flush it out, but the basics is a meditation technique, using mindfulness, which imagines the body as a number of springs.

For some time, I have been getting a "spring feel" in my legs when I kick while my hips are at an angle I believe is superior to my baseline.  It feels like pulling in the foot, as if a spring, curleyquing around the leg.  It does not compress, per se, but maintains a bit of the helix position to it.

Well, thinking much on this, I played with the idea that the whole body was like this, but how would my arms work under this approach?

I mean, the reality is probably similar, with my arms both springs that have been overstretched, and therefore not wrapping around the shoulder currently.

Almost just as the thought occurred to me, I was able to "pull in" one arm, then the other.  It was not perfect, but it was real, a real improvement.

Again, much to flush out, but now that I have written this entry, even if forgotten, I will return to this at some point, and possibly make more progress.


Tuesday, July 25, 2017

So, . . . , This Happened.

I did 5k in the pool.

Well, at least 5k.  I had to backtrack my count a couple times.  So, odds are I did more.

Doesn't matter.  I am just pleased with myself.


There is little doubt some postural changes are happening that have aided this increase in max distances I have been doing.  Muscles in my back are progressing, but my right leg at the hip is also giving me significant problems.  It easily becomes very tweaked and painful.  Much of every swim is focused on it, which takes focus away from my back, which then screws more with the hip.

So wrong.  To best get work on my right thigh and hip done, I have to NOT be paying any attention to my right thigh or hip.  Yes, this invites repeated lapses and frustration.

But I did 5k today!

So, for now, I am pleased.

And tired.

And getting more sore with every passing minute.

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Return of the Tinture

It has been well over a year, but I finally got my hands on a THC tinture again.  I had my first swim using them just hours ago.  I did my normal Adderall dosage, and 1/3 the recommended tincture dosage.

The swim started very poorly, but I kept with it [insert Sixers joke regarding "trust the process"], and it ended up a very promising swim.  Too many little things noticed for me to recall, but hopefully, just as in previous years, what happened before will happen again, and will be expanded upon.

Of the things I remember clearly, the left leg position requires more reeling in, the knee and ankle both consistently hyperextend normally, rather, overextend.  Focus on the ankle and knee results in the hip keeping a more proper position, the left joint more correct creating no burden on the right to compensate.

Otherwise, there was some success with freestyle, maintaining a relaxed back through superior shoulder position I have never before been able to swim with.  It is a much slower swim, not tweaked to maximize leverage, but the feeling was that the posture was much more "correct."

I'll have to play with dosages and such over the coming week.

Progress, the first time this summer, really.  At last!

Sunday, March 19, 2017

A Superpower Blown Away

I think what I am dealing with right now, while making me miserable, is kind of interesting.

I used to have superhuman lungs, and they served me well back when I played trumpet.  Anyways, with my innards twisted how they were, I believe my diaphragm was higher than most people, with leverage.

There is a little plastic gizmo doctors use to measure lung strength.  You blow into it, and a meter is pushed away from you, down a cone, which gives a measurement based on how far your "blow" makes it go.  I could always, even when sick, make a loud click noise with the gizmo, my lungs able to exert such force as to make the meter slam against the end of the gizmo.  I had surprised more than one doctor with this ability.

Side note - this is one of the things that made it hard for me to believe anything was "wrong" with me, teenage years onward, because it was a difference I was proud of and embraced, because I was "better" than most in this area.

I think my recent changes that lead to the seizing of back muscles (for a week now, quite painful to move sometimes) greatly reduced the leverage my diaphragm had with my lungs in the previous (though objectively wrong) position.  I think my innards dropped a bit relative to my ribs, similar to how my stomach had dropped (and expanded, instantly, to my cosmetic dismay) with previous adjustments.

The result now is I am very inexperienced with dealing with this chest cold.  I am used to very powerful lungs, even with sick.  I need to rethink everything regarding how I always handled illnesses.  What always worked for me doesn't anymore.

The moral of this change, becoming mortal sucks, or can't suck, in this instance, with respect to lung power, I mean . . .