BAND OF ANGELS

I discovered that I had miscalculated my distance yesterday so, after fixing it, I actually had 17.6k left to go.
Today, in 1:58, I did mainly the breaststroke and got in 2.3k more, leaving me with 15.3k to swim.
The pool was not as full as during the week, but there were some big splashers today. Once time, coming up to breathe, I got a huge wave, in pool terms, right in the open mouth and up my nose.
I instinctively swallowed the water and went under for my next kick and pull, coughing for a couple of strokes before I could get much air in my lungs.
I was intending to eat when I got home, and after icing my poor battered knees I took some ibuprofen to help with any muscle swelling there. However, 4 oz. of soft food must have been too much, or the pills were still above the band, because I started to slime after a burp. That's a definite sign to stop adding anything more.
So, soft food again tonight for both dinner and a snack to make sure everything's okay.
I think the problem is linked to the swimming because I take in huge gulps of air and can hear my stomach -- both upper and lower parts, I think -- making noises as if I had swallowed a chorus of bullfrogs. It also can sound like the plucking of elastic bands on a kid's homemade music box.
I often wonder if the swimmers in other lanes can hear all the burbles when I come up for air or when I'm gurgling away underwater.
I've told the women in the changeroom not to be alarmed if they hear strange noises coming from my direction, but I haven't had the opportunity to visit the men's changeroom and warn its occupants, too.
And, alas, there's no one there to offer me enough incentive to make a foray into male territory.
Well, as Scarlett would say, Tomorrow IS another day!!!
See you then, and keep trying to persuade others to make a pledge on behalf of the 2010 Swim for the Cure.
Thanks so much.

by Debbie Shallhorn King on Sat, Jul 17, 2010 @ 3:02 PM. To pledge, please click on my personal page.