Hi Everyone,
SWIMMER is planning a promotional piece on the One Hour Swim, and we want to know what you think about during the One Hour Swim.
Are you totally focused on your stroke?
Do you try to keep count?
Does your mind wander?
Do you sing "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall"?
So, what do you think about whan you do the One Hour Swim?
Please reply directly to: Editor@usms.org
Thank you,
Bill Volckening, Editor
SWIMMER magazine
Parents
Former Member
I swam the one hour postal twice this past January in two different age groups. My birthday is January 12th, so I swam it once before at age 39 and again at age 40.
Since you have someone writing down your splits at each 50, no real need to have to count. There is a big pace clock on the wall at one end of the pool, so I knew where I was timewise. My counter would let me know when there were five minutes left and then when there was one minute remaining so I could pick it up.
During my first swim, I thought about -my pace, my wife and kids, planned an anniversary trip with my wife, my pace, why my left clavicle occasionally clicks, NFL playoffs, feel kind of tight - stretch it out, hope I'm holding under 1:25, my counter attaches a picture of a bikini clad female on a kickboard and holds it underwater for me to view on a few turns (thought about that for a while), do I really want to go to work today?, who am I counting for next?, okay, when I get to 30 minutes, it's all downhill from there, swim a hundred hard and 100 easy (did that a few times), came up with a pretty decent college playoff system that utilizes most of the bigger bowl games (BCS is ridiculous), I wonder if I'll at least get 4000 yards in, man, I kinda need to pee. Five minutes - pick it up, now I'm concentrating on form and kicking. I hate distance!
During my second swim 4 days later - why in the world am I doing this again? Pretty much the whole way.
I swam the one hour postal twice this past January in two different age groups. My birthday is January 12th, so I swam it once before at age 39 and again at age 40.
Since you have someone writing down your splits at each 50, no real need to have to count. There is a big pace clock on the wall at one end of the pool, so I knew where I was timewise. My counter would let me know when there were five minutes left and then when there was one minute remaining so I could pick it up.
During my first swim, I thought about -my pace, my wife and kids, planned an anniversary trip with my wife, my pace, why my left clavicle occasionally clicks, NFL playoffs, feel kind of tight - stretch it out, hope I'm holding under 1:25, my counter attaches a picture of a bikini clad female on a kickboard and holds it underwater for me to view on a few turns (thought about that for a while), do I really want to go to work today?, who am I counting for next?, okay, when I get to 30 minutes, it's all downhill from there, swim a hundred hard and 100 easy (did that a few times), came up with a pretty decent college playoff system that utilizes most of the bigger bowl games (BCS is ridiculous), I wonder if I'll at least get 4000 yards in, man, I kinda need to pee. Five minutes - pick it up, now I'm concentrating on form and kicking. I hate distance!
During my second swim 4 days later - why in the world am I doing this again? Pretty much the whole way.