I did it! I survived my first Open Water Lake Swim. So what if I was one of the last swimmers and was totally relying on the lady in front of me for on going support. The point is I finished and I am ready to take on my first Sprint Triathalon next weekend! 🙂
But Let’s rewind first so you can get the whole story.
Last night after I blogged my Sister decided to pull out the left over Carrot Cake Whoopee Pies I had saved for her in the freezer. I enjoyed mine immensely.
Thanks again Nicole for the wonderful sweet treat.
We also prepared Breakfast Cookies last night to enjoy before the big swim.
I made mine this time with 1/2 cup of Oats, 1/4 cup of Applesauce, Chocolate Chips, Strawberries, Cinnamon and a bit of Plain Non-Fat Yogurt. With a gorgeous Plum on top. This time I let it hardened in the freezer for a bit and it made all the difference. I really love these things.
Now, I discovered the location for the lake swim thanks to fellow blogger Katy a couple of months ago. The place is called Lucky’s Lake Swim and it is this guy called Lucky who every morning opens up his backyard to anyone who loves to swim and leads them across the lake and back for a 1 kilometer swim.
He lives on a BEAUTIFUL property in a very upscale neighborhood and the lake is privately owned among the residents.
When we arrived my Sister and I felt sort of like outcasts. There was a dozen or so other swimmers all pumped up for the swim. The water was just south of 65 degrees and while everyone else was pulling on the wetsuits, while my Sister and I were staring wide eyed at the water wondering if we could actually do this.
Luckily everyone was really supportive telling us it would be a breeze and the water really isn’t ‘that cold.’ They were able to talk both of us into it and before we knew it my Sis and I were suited up and ready to take on the challenge.
At 8:00 Lucky came out and officially started the swim. Everyone kind of just ran into the water so I followed suit. The cold water was definitely a challenge and took the breath right out of me. I pushed through and found a rhythm that warmed me up and pushed the cold water out of my mind.
From the beginning my Sister was yelling at me for support. I tried to tell her she could do this, but I had to worry about myself as well. Not even a 1/4 of a way into the swim she said she was scared and wanted to turn around. I told her if she had any doubts this was the time to turn around, this swim was way to dangerous to be scared of it. She turned around and I was on my own.
Luckily there was a lady swimming in front of me who had a noodle attached behind her as a just in case safety precaution. I kept her in eye sight and knew that if anything happened I could call for her and the noodle could hopefully keep me from drowning. I saw the noodle as my safety net and that enabled me to keep pushing forward.
Once I hit the other side of the lake I had swam 500m and could not believe I had to do it all over again. I rested on the beach with noodle lady for about 5 minutes then jumped back in and did it all over again.
The way back thankfully went faster and to keep me moving I think I discovered my Mantra.
A couple of weeks ago my sister and brother were bantering back and forth on Facebook calling me a machine. For some reason that conversation was high in my head and in the last leg of the swim I kept repeating in my head “I am a Machine.. I can do this… I am a Machine!” It worked and I made it!
Now 1km swim might not seem like a lot to most of you, but for someone who has not been in a pool since September this was a big deal and a big accomplishment. I felt this huge feeling of accomplishment come over me when I finished.
Lucky has a this great wall where any one who has swam the lake can add their name to the wall.
I proudly signed my name when I finished.
You also receive a bumper sticker and patch to let everyone know you have survived! 🙂
After the swim I was beat! In the car my Sister and I split a Peppermint Stick Luna Bar.
Then we decided to go for a run around Lake Eola.
I did 4 laps at a 9 minute pace which came to about 3.3 miles. I walked a fifth lap as well. My body was just so beat from the swim, its going to be interesting to take on the tri next weekend.
I still have more Sister bonding time ahead of me today, but it has already been a great weekend. I am so thankful to have a sister who is willing to bike, swim and run with me. Love you Sissy! 🙂