Yogi Berra is famously quoted as saying"90% of hitting is 50% mental".I am not sure of the accuracy of those percentages,but the mental aspect of swimming a race is important
.What do you do mentally to swim fast?Inquiring minds want to know.
I thought I'd get it started by telling about the mental aspect of my 200 M BR from Nats.
The morning of the race I was not confident.I had swum the 50 and 100 BR well and still gotten beaten by Robert Wright.Fortunately I have found that confidence is neither necessary nor sufficient to swim fast.
I was excited,excitement and anxiety are identical physiologically,it is only a matter of attitude and labeling and I was choosing to label my feeling as excitement
I visualize my race for about 30 min before I swim.I found I was having a lot of negative thoughts as I was doing so(it's going to hurt,you're going to go out too hard and die,you're going to go out too slow and embarrass your self,etc.)After each negative thought I would erase it(literally visualize taking an eraser to the thought and replace it with a positive thought,such as you will swim with easy speed,you will feel smooth and powerful,etc.)I kept having the recurrent thought I needed to "swim hard",but I realized I did not want to swim hard,I wanted to swim fast.
At SCY Nats I had gone out too slowly in the 200 yd BR and could not catch the leaders,so I made it a conscious thought that I would not let Robert get too far ahead.This was a potentially dangerous decision because if he went out too fast we could both die the last 50,but I figured"no guts,no glory."
I have very few conscious thoughts during a race,which is strange since my mind won't shut up the rest of the time.On the block I try to focus only on being ready for the beep.In the air on the startIi remember thinking"good start"(I felt I had been slow off the block in the 100 BR.)
I count every stroke in practice so I always have a preconscious count going in my head.That was to prove useful in this race.At the first turn Robert was a little ahead,but my stroke count was 17(I don't count the pull out) so I thought"I'm a little behind and my stroke count is only 17,I'm right where I want to be."
My second 50 stroke count was 20 and I was even with Robert so I began to feel a little optimistic(not confident,just a little optimistic.)
With about 3 strokes left in the 3rd 50 I felt tired.I think this is where training is very important,because I had a lot of experience swimming tired,so I (mostly) took it as information instead of a reason to slow down.My stroke count for the 50 was 21 1/2(yes I took a 1/2 stroke into the wall,no that is not a good thing,being tired was a little distracting.)I was ahead at that point,my stroke count was still good and I started to feel a little more optimistic.
In retrospect what was conspicuous in it's absence the last 50 was feeling tired.I have had times in a SCY 200 BR where I come up on the last turn and the wall seems miles away.This time I came up saw the wall and thought"only one more length,you can do this."
In the 100 I was ahead of Robert at the turn and never saw him and yet he touched first.I knew better than to look,so I just assumed he was speeding up and swam as fast as I could.
When I hit the wall I looked over at Robert's lane first.He was there,but had he just gotten there?Had I won.I looked at the scoreboard and saw a 1 next to my name,so I had a wave of exultation,but the time didn't make sense.I had been pretty consistently swimming 2:52 in major LCM meets for years(when I wasn't slower.)I figured Robert would be 2:51.I hoped he would swim a high 2:51 as I thought if everything went right I maybe could beat that.
The time said 2:50.44,I knew that couldn't be right.I heard the announcer say that the World Record had been broken.I thought,"sure the world record was 2:50.77 so 2:50.44 broke it."Only then did it make sense,2:50.44 broke the world record,2:50.44 was next to my name,#1 was next to my name,therefore I had broken the world record.The logic was flawless.At that point I pulled myself out of the pool and although I was too exhausted to stand I was so excited I don't think my feet touched the ground.
I feel I have to say one of the great things about Masters is that while we are competitors we are also friends.I couldn't have gone nearly that fast without Robert and.
That is my story,what is yours?
what is this i don't even
Okay, Ian, you will have to correct me if I am wrong here, but here is the story as told to me by Ian in Cleveland about 9 years ago:
Ian grew up in South Africa where he was one of the best freestyle sprinters of his era.
At the Olympic Trials, he raced this other guy from South Africa. The guy beat him by .1 and got to go the Olympics and Ian had to stay home.
Sometime afterwards, Ian retired from swimming, moved from South Africa to Canada, and took up other sports, chiefly (if memory serves) squash and possibly golf. He played these for the next twenty years or so.
Then, for reasons I either can't recall or have forgotten, he got the urge to start swimming again. He started training, quickly became quite fast once more, his peri-Olympic glory evidently a strong muscle memory stored in the fast twitches.
He started swimming masters, did quite well, and made his way to a big masters meet, possibly Long Course Nationals, though again, the details elude me.
When his heat was called, he climbed up on the blocks and glanced over at the competition standing to his side.
It was the same guy from South Africa who, 20 or so years earlier, had beaten him by .1!
The gun fired, Ian swam and kicked like hell, turned in an absolutely sensantional performance, and looked up at the score board. He had, indeed, done a great time--just not quite great enough. His former nemesis had touched him out...by a tenth of a second!
Okay, so this is what I recall from my former days as an inebriate.
Ian, would you critique my memory?
Did anything even remotely like this happen, or am I again having "visions" and false memories?
Regardless, I continue to admire my neighbor the North, a great swimmer and a greater fellow!
Hip hip!
PS congrats again on your WR, Ian!
To Jim, et.al.
To add to stories about Ian, I am inserting an e-mail exchange with him from several weeks ago.
"Ian,
Talk about that British (South African/Canadian)reserve. I quote your e-mail :
“As to aging-up, I aged up this year. So the timing of this auto-immune problem was especially bad (it could have held off for just one year, grrr). The Prednisone I'm on still impacts me. I can just do a reasonable 50…”.
If I read the results correctly, didn’t you just break Jeff’s world record in the 50 free at the Colonies Zone meet last week? I’d say that’s a “reasonable 50.” Didn’t you get any recognition for this great swim? I may have to embarrass you on the swim forum. You better watch your too humble self!"
Also Jim, I believe Ian started swimming after getting a hip replacement neccesitated by too much racquetball.
Rich
My :2cents::
- Assuming you have done "adequate" training, racing is mostly mental.
- It is a matter of knowing that it will hurt, with the question being how prepared you are to handle it.
- There is no substitute for training at race pace or faster. To swim fast, you have to swim fast, as they say.
- To swim a fast 1650, you need a fast 500; to swim a fast 500, you need a decent 200; to swim a decent 200, you need a reasonable 100. There are very few Salnikov's around (who basically could barely break 1:00 LCM, but could repeat 15x 1:00s in a row). I hate to admit it, but I believe Paul Smith preaches this philosophy...
- Personally, I dread racing when I am in the "training" phase. As I recall, a few months before I went 58+ in the 100y BR at Clovis, I could not break 1:02 (in leggings or a brief, as I recall).
- "Big meet" racing for me is all about knowing that I will make a big time drop from my unrested times.
- Racing is racing, regardless of attire. I loved the tech suits, and hope they will return. But they gave everyone an advantage - look at the TT rankings from 2007 and compare them to 2010/11 - the same names appear.
So sad to see the early signs of dementia!
But the question is, which one of us has it?
Jim, who has an incredibly detailed memory of Ian's story as reported below?
Or Ian, who has seemingly forgotten the incident that has made him such a legend in the mind of Jim?
Lordy, how stories evolve! I was certain that you told me this as you, me, and your lovely wife were sipping pale ale in Cleveland in the company of Ion Beza and that very cute blonde butterflier and her mother and possibly a few others.
But we have already established that my mind -- or yours, but probably mine -- is faulty!
Rich, a great guy on our team got diagnosed with this odd autoimmune problem that caused extreme back pain and other joint problems. They didn't know what it was at first, but when they figured it out, they put him on prednisone and it worked wonders. Supposedly, the condition is self limited and supposed to go away in a year or two. He cut off the prednisone, and his symptoms returned, so he's back on an extremely low dose but doing quite well.
Good luck, and very sorry to hear about any discomforts you may be feeling.
As one further test of my allegedly faulty memory, here is another thing I recall from that Cleveland meet: you swam, as always, brilliantly, possibly setting a variety of records, though I am not sure of this. However, what I do remember is that after winning all kinds of glory and accolades, they announced the winner of some kind of raffle. The prize: a free round trip ticket anywhere in the US. The winner: Rich Abrahams!
I remember this because it seemed to so perfectly fulfill a dictum many have heard of: The Rich get richer.
I heard the announcer say that the World Record had been broken.I thought,"sure the world record was 2:50.77 so 2:50.44 broke it."Only then did it make sense,2:50.44 broke the world record,2:50.44 was next to my name,#1 was next to my name,therefore I had broken the world record.The logic was flawless.At that point I pulled myself out of the pool and although I was too exhausted to stand I was so excited I don't think my feet touched the ground.
Awesome job! It looks like you will have to defend your record for a couple years too, so good luck with that.
What do you do mentally to swim fast? Fortunately I have found that confidence is neither necessary nor sufficient to swim fast.Amen to that. In my college ages, my mental approach was: "I train harder than anyone I know, so I can compete with anyone." My confidence levels were pretty high, though I always get a little nervous as well.
The past couple years are a different story. I can no longer train the way I once did, so I know I'm not the best prepared swimmer in the field. That's not the most encouraging feeling in the world. But, I still know the times I can put up are competitive, so that provides some comfort. "I've been here before, let's just do the best I can" is pretty much what runs through my mind at any given big meet.
My best races I find myself not thinking much at all. I never count strokes.
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As one further test of my allegedly faulty memory, here is another thing I recall from that Cleveland meet: you swam, as always, brilliantly, possibly setting a variety of records, though I am not sure of this. However, what I do remember is that after winning all kinds of glory and accolades, they announced the winner of some kind of raffle. The prize: a free round trip ticket anywhere in the US. The winner: Rich Abrahams!
I remember this because it seemed to so perfectly fulfill a dictum many have heard of: The Rich get richer.
Your memory is correct. Bill Muter, a great sprint butterflyer who unfortunately passed away a few years ago, funded a raffle with the free airfare (for 2) to pay for the electronic scoreboard at the meet (which the host committee couldn't afford). About an hour before the drawing he bugged me to buy a ticket. To be nice I did and then, well you know the rest.
My most memorable memory of that meet (aside from meeting you for the first time) was Greg Shaw's 200 fly. Ask him about it sometime.
Rich
Your memory is correct. Bill Muter, a great sprint butterflyer who unfortunately passed away a few years ago, funded a raffle with the free airfare (for 2) to pay for the electronic scoreboard at the meet (which the host committee couldn't afford). About an hour before the drawing he bugged me to buy a ticket. To be nice I did and then, well you know the rest.
My most memorable memory of that meet (aside from meeting you for the first time) was Greg Shaw's 200 fly. Ask him about it sometime.
Rich
I saw it.
I heard the whimpering, too. Thank god there were no veterinarians in the lanes next to him.
They would have put him down.
Congratulations to Ian!
I guess that guy from South Africa that beat you decades ago didn't swim this time!
You should tell the forumites that story.
Priceless!
With apologies to Allen for the diversion from his topic.........just to set the facts straight (Jim's version is much more interesting than the 'truth'.)
I was the South African champion in the 100 (really 110yds) in 1962 but in 1960 I was maybe 4th and certainly slower than the one 100 swimmer sent to Rome. (This was Aubry Buhrer who had been at a US school at the time and made the 100m final). In 1960 the relay was 4x200 (not 4x100) and SA did not send a team - I wouldn't have made that team anyway had they sent one - my 200 was as non existent then as now.
Jim, it must have been someone else you have met in your travels that got touched out by an old rival. I have never swum against anyone from South Africa since. (have nevertheless lost to quite a few from elsewhere.)
Rich is right, I returned to swimming after 35 years because of a hip replacement probably due to a rugby injury at youth and being advised to no longer play squash.
Boring I know but thems the facts (or close enough)
BTW, my spies tell me you've been swimming very well this year, Jim. Maybe you out-touched someone who didn't expect it......now you have the mental advantage.
Ian.
