The water was fine!
I don't know why, but my gym has the warmest pool I have ever seen anywhere. I swear, they keep it around 90F most of the time! When you swim in it, it kind of feels like swimming in soup. To me, it makes breathing more difficult. It seems sort of claustrophobic it's so warm. One doesn't feel motivated to push hard in such warm water.
Today, today the pool temperature was just right. A tiny shock to the body when I got in, but nothing major.
The funny part was as soon as I had gotten in the pool, the loudspeaker fired up and they announced a fire drill.
"Are they REALLY expecting us to exit the pool and stand WET outside in our suits in 40F weather?"
My water aerobics instructor looked rather alarmed at my question, but she checked and found they were just testing the system alarms. Thank goodness! Sometimes they actually DO have a full evacuation drill. It would've been a seriously bad day for that!
Once that little distraction was over, class went well. With the cooler pool, I was able to push a little harder than usual. Then, I decided to swim after class, since our instructor worked our legs more than our arms. With my quads still noticeably sore, I wasn't exactly anxious to walk/jog laps!
All I can say is it was such a relief to swim! My shoulder felt decent for once, I was able to do full breaststroke instead of my usual stunted modified version and I was able to do a normal crawl. Breathing was easier, I was swimming better and while normally, after a water aerobics class, it's a struggle for me to do a quarter mile, today, I hit the quarter mile mark and realized I had enough in the tank to do a half. So I switched to backstroke for a bit, then sidestroke to finish up.
Felt so good!
Of course now, I'm practically a zombie! Time to hit the sack.














Whoa, you are improving fitnesswise!
I was actually swimming faster and easier last summer, before my shoulder started really getting to me. This last swim, I credit to a decent pool temp.
If I'm honest... I was feeling a touch nauseous at the quarter mile mark. Once I eased up a little into sidestroke, that disappeared. I was happy that my arms were in shape to do it at all.