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Recovery, or not?

Tonight due to a goggle malfunction, as in somehow forgetting them I was unable to swim. I did try but it's impossible to see. I switched my mind to the excuse of a recovery day. Last night's lesson and horrific sets of 100s left me wrecked.
In total we completed 1100m, obviously more than I've ever completed before and it left me fecked, not so much muscle tired as tired tired. Lacking electrolytes. Similar to the after effects of a long cycle were you just want to drift off to sleep the second you get in the door. That and the continued bug I can't seem to shake off even though I'm pumped up on drugs it seems the verve were right. The drugs dont work, they just make you worse so go to the doctor and get yourself sorted out. Or similar.

This feeling of very very tired continued today, and with added blocked sinuses pressure I decided to opt for a long steam room session to attempt to clear my sinuses and get some stretches done on my calves and quads. Given the amount of cramp that kicked in last night once I was put under some pressure in the pool, I need to get them on check. It's been a continuous issue for me with endurance events especially running or running/cycling were the cramps start and I stop.
And that's what brought me to renaming today as a recovery day. I never know if it's necessary and the hardest part for any athlete is it never feels like anything is accomplished but apparently these are the days when the muscle grow stronger. Apparently. I did notice today the feelings in my shoulders that remind me of how I feel training for w200 as in day after day, week after week a consistent soreness in the quads which I called hard work, fitness and awesomeness. Until one day it was just gone and I always felt strong. This realisation that the training was working was a fantastic feeling and a great confident boost.
I need to get there with swimming but for today I need to beat the tiredness by actually sleeping and figure out a good electrolyte drink to keep the fatigue away. Any ideas look me up.
Anywho I'm not overally worried about tonight as Saturday should be an extra session this week but I am disappointed in the lack of planning of it. And while I can't plan my sickness I need to listen to my body more and know when I need a rest day and when I just being lazy. Today felt needed and I'm still wrecked even without swimming.

So with the aim of having some structure to tomorrow morning session I need to rest up and show up tomorrow.

There's no point beating myself up. If I didn't put it here no-one would know and what's one missed session....Right?

Fresh legs, fresh shoulders and fresh mindset tomorrow.

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