I did the Dwight Crum 2 mile Pier to Pier swim this morning and am happy to report that I did PR. Official times haven't been posted yet, but I know it's 1:08 something. So, about a minute better than last time. Yea!
This is the first time the race has used timing chips. We were given little anklets to wear that looked like the throwaway bracelets that lets you ride all the rides at the fair. The good was that we didn't have to give them back, so there was no worrying about losing them and having to fork over $20. The bad was that each and every swimmer that I saw after the race had a red badge of courage on their ankle from the repeated slicing of the sharp plastic. Ouch.
The waves weren't any better this year than last by the way. I didn't let them slow me down though. Last time I actually stopped swimming and treaded water at the end of the pier and chatted with the life guard about saving me, but this time I figured stopping wasn't going to make them go away. I was watching the pillars of the pier to see where abouts they were crashing so I could know when to start freaking out when all of a sudden I was overtaken by a massive fuck off wave. MASSIVE fuck off. It pushed me forward about 50 yards and held me under. I thought I was a gonner. My stream of consciousness went something like this, "damn, I knew this was going to happen. This is really freakin scary. I think I am actually going to die here. How bizarre to die at the finish line." Then it suddenly let go of me and I got a breath and finished the race. And I PRed!!
Then Sergei and I went to
Nick's in Seal Beach and split a breakfast burrito. Yum.
