I have been wondering about differences in pool lengths and competition issues between short course yards, and meters, and LCMs...
I train in a short course yard pool, but had my first meet in a 25 meter pool. I didn't notice too much of a difference, and it didn't bother me. I am interested in doing more meets, but there are only a couple of short course meets, and more long course meets in the area.
Is it suicide to train in a 25 yd pool then go to a long course 50 meter meet? has anyone done this before? I am interested in going for fun, and just to see the difference..
J.
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The first meet I was ever in was a long course meet, and it was the first time I'd ever been in a long course pool in my life.
I do remember, about halfway down the lane in my first heat (50m freestyle) hearing a little voice in my head saying "Haven't we reached land yet?" But I just ignored it.
I don't remember that the fact it was LC instead of SC made much difference in 50 freestyle. But in backstroke, I ran into a problem because it was also an outdoor pool. I was used to being indoors, where I could steer off the ceiling, but all I had at the meet was a blue sky, and halfway down the 50m lane, I couldn't even see the flags. So I steered wrong and started bumping the lane line, and kept bumping it over and over and over again. My time was a disaster!
The first meet I was ever in was a long course meet, and it was the first time I'd ever been in a long course pool in my life.
I do remember, about halfway down the lane in my first heat (50m freestyle) hearing a little voice in my head saying "Haven't we reached land yet?" But I just ignored it.
I don't remember that the fact it was LC instead of SC made much difference in 50 freestyle. But in backstroke, I ran into a problem because it was also an outdoor pool. I was used to being indoors, where I could steer off the ceiling, but all I had at the meet was a blue sky, and halfway down the 50m lane, I couldn't even see the flags. So I steered wrong and started bumping the lane line, and kept bumping it over and over and over again. My time was a disaster!
