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
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Former Member
So I replied by email, but I thought I would share it here.
I do math. Specifically, I am constantly figuring out if I am on pace for the goal I set, and if I am not, how much I have to pick it up in the time remaining to reach the goal. (Or, if I am ahead, how much I will beat my goal if I keep my current pace.) Stuff like that.
And I watch the clock. I know the pace I have set for myself, so I check at almost every 50 to see if I kept up or not. If I start picking up a second here or there, it encourages me to try for another and another. It makes an hour pass rather quickly!
Also, if I still have any brain-CPU left given my level of oxygen debt, I might start computing how much more (or less) I will have done than the guy in the next lane given the rate one of us is lapping the other.
So I replied by email, but I thought I would share it here.
I do math. Specifically, I am constantly figuring out if I am on pace for the goal I set, and if I am not, how much I have to pick it up in the time remaining to reach the goal. (Or, if I am ahead, how much I will beat my goal if I keep my current pace.) Stuff like that.
And I watch the clock. I know the pace I have set for myself, so I check at almost every 50 to see if I kept up or not. If I start picking up a second here or there, it encourages me to try for another and another. It makes an hour pass rather quickly!
Also, if I still have any brain-CPU left given my level of oxygen debt, I might start computing how much more (or less) I will have done than the guy in the next lane given the rate one of us is lapping the other.
