Postal Swim

Today I took part in my first formal Masters’ swimming event, the one-hour postal swim. It’s called the “postal swim” because it’s not a direct, head-to-head competition, but rather one where swimmers use their own facilities and timers and mail in individual results for regional compilation.

The goal of this particular postal swim? To swim as far as possible in one hour. The recorded distance (total yards swum) determines the order of finish.

I had to have an official counter/timer, who recorded my lap count and my cumulative split every fifty yards. Ben graciously volunteered/was dragged along in spite of his loud and frequent protests.

I completed 2,900 yards (116 laps). It wasn’t quite what I’d hoped for; my goal was 3,000-3,200 yards. It must have been all that slacking and those extra gingersnaps over Christmas break. :) Still, the swim felt good, very strong at the finish, and as always, I was very consistent – my 50 splits at the end were the same, maybe even a little faster, than my 50 splits at the beginning.

Of course, I have no idea what my regional results will be – that will take couple of months. I doubt I’ll place in my age group; it’s pretty competitive. That wasn’t my objective anyway,I just wanted to do it, and maybe set a baseline to improve upon next year.

9 Responses to “Postal Swim”

  1. Vince Says:

    Still, I think what you did is pretty impressive. Go you!

  2. Janiece Says:

    Why was he protesting? I would think have a Hot Mom who takes good care of herself and RAWKS THE HOUSE with her master’s swimming would be a pleasure to help.

  3. Janiece Says:

    And in other news, my own Smart Alacky Boy helped me with my statistics homework today. He thought that was uproariously funny…

  4. Jeri Says:

    He was protesting because it distracted him from his own agenda. And he’s a bit embarrassed by a mom swimming on an adult swim team – which is good! It’s my goal to embarrass him regularly and completely.

    I think if I could have rigged up a his stopwatch like a video game controller, so he could have pointed it at me and gotten some sort of explodey/noisy type feedback, he’d have been more cooperative.

    Awesome that your smart (alecky) boy helped you out. Mine are always quite snarky and superior about such things too. :)

  5. Becca Says:

    Great job, no matter where you place, it is all in what you accomplished for you, and that in itself is its greatest reward!

  6. WendyB_09 Says:

    Sweetie, your job in life is to embarrass the members of the teen boy squad on a regular basis. The fact that you’re a really cool mom the rest of the time should make up for it.

    And congrats on the swim.

  7. Jeri Says:

    Thanks, Becca – exactly! I did it for me.

    Wendy, I agree – they need to be embarrassed regularly to realize how good they have it. (And, err, their friends tend to think I’m a cool mom, too… although popularity with that generation has never been a goal.)

  8. Tom Says:

    Ooooh! New meanings for the phrases “going postal,” and “mailing it in.”

    In my experience, Moms don’t have to go out of their way to embarrass teen boys. Teen boys do a pretty good job of doing that to themselves. And even when they don’t actively embarrass themselves, they think they should be embarrassed by anything anyone else around them does.

    It’s all about them, you see. It’s amazing what happens when you realize that isn’t the case.

  9. Choyu Says:

    Way cool! So you were only a 100 yards off your low end goal, I think that is a great accomplishment and you have a pretty good ‘barometer’ for how you swim! knowing you, you will do better the next go around and ultimately it is for your happiness, not a medal of place amongst the masses! Keep on swimming!