In between one stroke and the other,
The battle between the mind and the body started to take off.
6x400s and I was feeling strong.
15 seconds rest, and leave on the top of the clock.
Push off the wall, one, two, three strokes and my body stopped working.
9x400s more to go
Holy shit...
And the inner dialog started again in my mind, keeping me out of focus, keeping me out of the time interval.
One, two, three, more strokes.
Now Jerome, a teammate, lapped me.
Holy shit...
And when I finally found the inspiration to motivate myself and go hard again, my body was crashed down and Tripp, another teammate, lapped me.
Damn... The hardest practice of my life.
Missed the interval by one second.
Touch with the right hand, take a deep breath, and push off the wall again.
6 more 400s
The body starts using all of it's energy, and the only thing that keeps you going is the your own determination to be your best and the fear of being the first one in the team to quit the practice.
5 more 400s
Three, two, one, go
Couple of dolphin kicks underwater, and here we go again.
It feels in the borderline between heaven and hell.
Hell from all the pain, heaven because everything is more bright, more colorful, and even though your body is crashed down, you feel powerful.
Right at that moment between life and death, is when you start knowing yourself.
15x400 That set. That freaking set.
Heaven is the water...
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