The Fish In Me

Well, I still feel like crap. OK, maybe a little bit better, but I'm pretty sure 'crap' is the word of the week. Work was also crazy hectic (perfect timing for me to take off a day and a half earlier this week). When it rains, it pours right? Woe is me. I still managed to get down to the pool though, after a delicious lunch of mushy leftover sweet potato fries (they were delicious when we had them for dinner), and I felt pretty dang good after I got a 500 or so warm up in. Maybe it was my new flamingo swim suit working its magic:

 One way or the other, I did a good number of 100s at bit faster than race pace (and a bit faster than I would have liked) and felt calm and smooth... like a fish, or like when I was a little kid and would pretend I was a mermaid while playing in the pool for hours and hours and hours on end. Good old childhood summer days, minus the swim team, I hated my summer league swim team. Anyways, I think the water even cleared up my nose a bit albeit very temporarily. It was like one gigantic netipot. Gross. Although netipot is probably the other word of the week. Now I will go drink my tea and get to bed a ridiculously early hour (while the poor hubs is off playing soccer) in hopes of feeling better tomorrow. Come on body, feel better! You can do it!