Summer kinda started! We’ve had some days in the 90s mixed (mixed with 70s unfortunately), and the pool is finally open 7 day’s a week for lap swim. Well, unless a swim meet is using the pool, like tomorrow.
Anyways, with more frequent swimming come “adjustments,” and I’ve been adjusting.
Yesterday was pain, pain, and more pain.
My left side had some serious success two days before, both the shoulder and hip freeing some, well, something. The result, though, was that the left side was totally slacked, a truly difficult thing to express. A usual strength, sidestroke, was near undoable on my left side, which is usually my strongest. Couldn’t pull with the arm, and trying to kick was agony. I managed to finish the lap only by switching the scissor kick, bottom leg forward.
Today, I was nervous. I told myself that I would go slow, and I did. Yet, early on, I started focusing on my left hand and foot, as if I were left handed. Then, inoveremphasized it. Like this, I started my swim with an hour of breaststroke, no touching the pool’s edge.
After about 15 minutes, my left arm adjusted multiple times, and my “pull” became a quick twist up near the arm pit. Low and behold, I could feel my left breast being used, maybe for the first time ever. I realized that my left breast was leading the stroke! Go figure, right? Who would have thought your pectoral would lead the breaststroke?
Embarrassed, I still told this to the lifeguard, given the ridiculous aspect that he has watched me do my almost-but-not-quite breaststroke for several years now. Jonathan responded, “Happy Birthday, Breast!”
Yes, happy birthday to my left breast. Let’s hope this is the start of something good that I can keep building on, it being so early in the summer.
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