Back to 2,600

The massage lady said to take it easy (so did the butterfly lady, for that matter), and I have been.

But without pushing, and with time to spare at the end, I was able to return to 2,600 meters Wednesday. I think with a little push, I could get to 2,800 pretty easily, but that's out until ML has me back in one piece.

How my schemes will be affected by the impending, inevitable move to a different pool, at least in the short run, remains to be seen. Because more time is allowed at the alma mater's old pool, and may be at its new pool, too, I'll have to decide whether to stick with an hour and try to pick up the speed just by hustle or maybe stretch out the distance to build up strength.

I probably need a coach.