Treacle

Today was meant to be a rest day but having missed my swimming yesterday I needed to get in the pool tonight and there was a coached swim session.  The warm up went well and I was enjoying gliding up and down the pool but when the hard work started it felt like I was dragging myself through treacle.  It's three years since I started swimming properly and going from 40 metres to 3,800 metres in open water is progress.  But the swimming is ugly and not efficient and this is what I am working on.
I am persevering as unless I can swim 3,800 metres in the sea at Lanzarote in 206 days time and come out fresh enough to cycle 112 miles in hilly, hot and windy conditions followed by a marathon then I'm stuffed.
The 206 days will fly in so every training session is vital - even if I am not particularly enjoying dragging myself through the treacle.  Sometime life is like that but we know these days will pass so always look past them and stay on target, assuming you have one!