It looks like it will warm up next week again, but the cold is coming.
Today was in the 50s while biking to the pool. Too cold. I tried, but it was a difficult experience.
I have used the metaphor before regarding a garden hose with kinks that have become near permanent. When it's cold, swimming is like trying to water a lawn with such a hose. Sections of my body simply can't get loose, kinks remain and cause problems to cascade everywhere.
About 80 minutes into the swim, I felt decent, but it was still clear I was not going to get things able to work, able to adjust. I was not worth the extra pain and discomfort of the rough start, and it was a very rough start.
Now, it's weekends where the lap swim ends when it starts on weekdays. So, there may well be a month still with some decent swimming, but I am dreading the eminent end of my swim season.
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