Hmmm, it is clear even to me how fishy it is that I often seem to have time for a swim and no time for a bike ride - but in the end I did not even get a swim in. I stood at the edge of the pool in my bathing suit and contemplated the Hieronymous-Bosch-like overcrowded hot soupy caldron of seething humanity that was Uris Pool - my heart failed me - I FLED! My main goal was to practice flip turning, and as there were people clinging to BOTH ends of BOTH of the medium lanes I deemed it more likely to lead to nervous breakdown than to improvement...
No window for anything later - I will just have to try and get back on track tomorrow. It is irresponsible, work-wise, but it might be that tomorrow I will run, bike and swim (in that order!)...
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Ha! I can totally envision the pool as Hieronymous Borsch triptych. (Woah, did I spell that right? Spellcheck isn't arguing...)
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