You downkicked while you were pulling
Your legs went proactive
Your arms slammed
You heaved when you should have surged
You yawed when you should have pitched
You lost track of your legs
You hemmed when you should have hawed
YOU KNOW YOUR BUTTERSTRUGGLE WHEN -
You are worried about your looks
Your breathing is like a woman in labor
You got a mouthful
You've redefined top dead center
Your arms lost their lift
You got a literal ton of feedback
Gulls are circling
Kids are drowning
I feel your pain. I've been trying to learn since May with some, albeit limited, success. Every now and again (usually after a day of rest) I have a day when it all comes together and I'm actually swimming the stroke, at least for 25m.
My latest breakthrough came this weekend. I decided on a whim to hit the pool Sunday, which is usually an off day for me. I didn't print a workout, and just did some warmup and stroke work, then decided to do some 100 IM's. Somehow I got to thinking about (this is hard to explain, sorry) the dolphin whip extending all the way out to my pointed toes, and "lengthening" my legs to provide a "platform" to get my torso up and out -- and voila! Instant rhthym. What a great feeling!
And then yesterday the magic was gone entirely -- although I was pretty tired by the time I did some fly in yesterday's workout. And so it goes.
The beauty is all in the challenge of learning something new and difficult. And it has worked wonders on my abs, which, being your typically vain middle aged male, I think is pretty cool.
I feel your pain. I've been trying to learn since May with some, albeit limited, success. Every now and again (usually after a day of rest) I have a day when it all comes together and I'm actually swimming the stroke, at least for 25m.
My latest breakthrough came this weekend. I decided on a whim to hit the pool Sunday, which is usually an off day for me. I didn't print a workout, and just did some warmup and stroke work, then decided to do some 100 IM's. Somehow I got to thinking about (this is hard to explain, sorry) the dolphin whip extending all the way out to my pointed toes, and "lengthening" my legs to provide a "platform" to get my torso up and out -- and voila! Instant rhthym. What a great feeling!
And then yesterday the magic was gone entirely -- although I was pretty tired by the time I did some fly in yesterday's workout. And so it goes.
The beauty is all in the challenge of learning something new and difficult. And it has worked wonders on my abs, which, being your typically vain middle aged male, I think is pretty cool.
