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Interesting question about limits! Thanks for the post!
I was just doing some open water swimming with my group yesterday, water temp 64. Overall, I felt pretty good, though a little colder than I expected given the temp. At one point, I stopped to chat with one of the kayakers, a friend I hadn’t seen in a while, which resulted in my feeling a tad more chilled. So I pushed the pace to warm up some. (Why SHOULDN’T I be able to swim in 64 degrees. I’ve done much colder!) I did manage more distance than I had done in the previous swim–in fact, 2x more distance.
As the swim drew to a close, I found myself shivering a little (not too much, but I respect shivering as a signal. And my coach recommended that I stop, although part of me wanted to keep going. So I stopped — abundance of caution and all that! — but I was feeling some FOMO. Two other “skins” swimmers, both training for marathon swims, as I have been, lasted about 15 minutes longer. The other two are a lot faster, and even as I was swimming, I was feeling inferior b/c they’d fly past me making me feel embarrassed at my slow pace. As I’m training for Boston Light, I know I have to be good with cold tolerance and speed, and my pool workouts are showing improvement in speed. But will it be enough? I want to focus on the positive, the gains I’ve made, the work I’ve done. I don’t want to let envy get in the way.
I had a sense of inferiority even before we got in the water, the way they talked with each other, acknowledging me only minimally. Like “we’re better than you.” I’m sure that’s more my over sensitivity than anything they were actually doing.
So I suppose my decision was wise, but I wish I’d just plowed ahead without telling my coach I was starting to shiver. And I think if the two other women weren’t doing so much better, I might have given myself more grace.