I think I know how Charles Lindbergh must have felt after flying NONSTOP across the Atlantic because I did something equally amazing this morning. I swam 200 yards NONSTOP across my pool. Yep, 8 laps without stopping to replace a lung. I don't want to know how long it took me and because of oxygen deprivation I don't even remember much about it. But I did it. 200 Yards. NONSTOP.
This is another in the long list of accomplishments that must make real swimmers laugh but are really keeping me going. I have basically taught myself to swim over the last 4 months. Before August I had never done more than 1 lap across a pool and I was doing more of a modified doggy-paddle and pretending to do the things that make it look like swimming. Now I can swim 200 yards NONSTOP, do 1200 yards in a bit over 30 minutes, almost beat Chopstick in 50 yards, and cracked the mythical 2 minute barrier on the 100 free by 20 seconds. I'm a freaking phenom.
I don't even know what tomorrow holds. I have some extra time before having to leave for work so I might try to swim a whole hour or a mile or try one of those esoteric strokes that are rumored to exist. The world is my limit now.