Wake up and smell the chlorine
There are the rare triathletes who come at the sport from a swimming background. But it seems that most of us come either as runners or as cyclists, both terrestrial based activities. Ask someone new to triathlon what has kept them away from the sport thus far and you are likely to hear something about not being a swimmer. That was my reply, and it continues to be my greatest concern as I count down t minus six weeks to the CapTexTri.
One friend, a veteran marathoner, was flippant when I asked her if she ever planned to do a triathlon. “I don’t swim,” she said. Her manner filled in the rest: “And I don’t intend to start swimming now.” Another marathoner, chasing the qualifying mark for the Boston Marathon, hopped on his bike and was peddling off 15 and 17 mile rides as though they were nothing. He does swim, just not in deep and open water. Will he eventually dip his toe into triathlon? I’m betting so.
All of this is to say that I know many of us fear the water. We cringe at the thought of a deep water panic attack. And as I write this, I acknowledge my own fear of locking up in the open water. But I would not be writing today if all I had to offer was validation of this trepidation. No, I write today to say that progress will come more quickly than you might imagine, but first you have to get in the water and return to the water regularly, three times a week or more.
Looking back at my training log (if you don’t keep one, you probably should) I see notations in week 1 of my 12 week triathlon program of a struggle to log 4 or 500 meters in the pool. I swim in a 25 meter pool at a Gold’s Gym, and for the first few weeks I spent as much time recovering after 25 meters as I did covering that one length of the pool. Swimmers call that half a lap. If I really pulled myself together I could struggle through a full lap. But I kept coming back, determined to find improvement. Midway through the 3rd week I covered a metric mile of 1500 meters, but still swimming only 50-75 meters at a time. Lately I have begun swimming with a Finis brand snorkel and it has enabled me to focus on the stroke and on lengthening my endurance. Maybe the snorkel is a compromise, a crutch, but snorkels are permitted in triathlon and I am told some quite competent swimmers use them. For now, I can report some encouraging progress. Here I am in the early days of week 6, and I just logged a mile and a half, swimming with much greater endurance than even last week.
If I can do it, you can too. One quick additional remark, and I am out of here. When I set out on, let’s say, a 6 mile run, there is usually a point within the first mile where my body might try to talk me into a shorter run. It can trick you, and I am sure many of you have probably had similar experiences. But once you run through that moment of contention (we’re probably just getting our heartrates up to running speed), you realize it was only momentary fatigue and the rest of your run is a breeze. Same thing happens for me when I swim, and it still scares me until I realize that just like running, I need to smooth out the stroke (stride if you are running) and relax so as to postpone any premature oxygen debt. Then the laps begin to accrue and before you know it you are toweling off with a huge smile on your face. Now eat that bowl of ice cream. You earned it.

