that which does not kill me makes me madder

Owl Tor made me mean. She had to have seen this coming. Probably she knew all along her special kind of relentless derision would make a person mean if it didn’t break them. Which explains why on Saturday, on my second consecutive weekend of uncharacteristically strong performances, I still feel beaten. What else could I… Continue reading that which does not kill me makes me madder

first water

IM is hard. Finishing this morning’s requisite yardage was hard. Not a super motivating day in the pool. But I did some butterfly for 100yd distances. Well, kinda. I pulled once for every 3 kicks and I paused between lengths. But no more one-arm stroke drills. That’s good, I suppose. Closer to good anyways. da… Continue reading first water