No Water

After what seemed like a fairly long day at work, I arrived at the gym to see an unfriendly sight.  Right at the front desk was a sign that warned guests that the pool was closed for repairs.

I asked the manager what repairs were being made — it seemed fine yesterday.  He says that the old fat people broke off one of the stairs by the ladder at one end of the pool.  Why do they even let those people be members of the gym?!?  I don’t know exactly how often they break things, but this is the third or fourth thing I have seen broken in the past year.  It can’t be cost-effective to sell them a membership.

So the pool is empty.  It won’t have water again until Monday at the earliest, according to the manager.  Right when I was starting to get back into it again, they go and rip the rug out from under my feet.

I’ve always been a bit confused about why the old fat people use the ladder at one end of the pool when there is a wide staircase with a nice handrail at the other end of the pool.  The pool ranges from 4 feet deep at each end to 5 feet deep in the middle, so it’s not like there’s a good reason to get in using the ladder instead of the staircase.  I usually just jump in, using one hand to slow my descent, but I understand most people can’t do that.  But I don’t have any clue why the old fat people always want to use the ladder instead of the staircase.  And I really don’t understand why they would want to stop coming to the pool until the ladder is fixed, when they could have easily just started using the staircase!  I think I am starting to understand why Joe gets so frustrated with old people… it stems from all the time he has spent having to deal with their utter stupidity while at the gym.

Indoor Open-Water Swim

Although it is highly unusual for me to sleep well when my wife is out of town, I must have.  I woke up this morning at 6:30 and felt like swimming.  I blame the combination of extreme cold (I let it get down to 62 degrees during the night) and the ultimate quiet of the awesome new house for my rested state.

The pool was empty when I arrived, but by the time I had changed into my suit, some of the usual suspects were getting into the pool.  These two, a fat old man and his fat old wife, are there almost every day.  They don’t swim.  They do their own version of the aqua-cow dance.  Luckily they were both in the slow lane, which gave me my choice of the remaining two lanes.

The lane line between the slow lane and the medium lane is always very loose.  The aqua-cows remove it 6 times a week (2 x M,W,F) so they can fit their whole herd in the pool for the aqua-cow dance.  They obviously don’t have access to a wrench, so when I swim in the middle lane I tighten the line two or three clicks by hand, but it’s still not as tight as it should be.

Knowing that these two old fatties would be making a lot of strange wave patterns that would probably cross the loose lane line, I chose to swim in the fast lane.  As soon as I started swimming the old women moved into the middle lane for no apparent reason.  It’s usually bad enough just to have to see her tennis shoes and fat legs as I swim by, but today was a special treat.  Today, like several other days, she almost killed me with the extreme amount of horrible perfume/hairspray she was wearing.  Why do you need perfume and hairspray to go swimming?  As if that wasn’t enough, she started doing a new spin move that crash huge waves of stink from her lane into mine.

It was pretty horrible, but I still managed to get in a decent swim.

500 Free warm-up
5 x 100 Free @ 1:30 (coming in under 1:30)
100 Free easy
6 x 50 Kicking @ 1:30 (coming in under 1:00, 0:55, 0:50)
2 x 100 Kicking
150 Free warm-down
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1750 yards (1 mile)

Towel Thief

Who steals a towel from someone while they are in the pool?

Charmaine left around 6:30 this morning to drive to Hood River, OR to visit her brother. I wasn’t going to go back to sleep at 6:30, so I decided I’d get my lazy butt to the pool, even if it was only for a short workout.

I got to the pool about 7:10. The aqua-cows had already vacated the premesis. There were two younger guys swimming in the fast lane, two fat people wading into the slow lane, some people in the hot tub, but nobody in the middle lane. As I walked out from the locker room, and old man stepped into the one and only shower out by the pool. Sure, I could have gone back into the locker room and showered, but I was worried that he was going to ace me out and take the middle lane away. I decided to forego the mandatory shower and get right in. I hung my blue towel next to the only other towel on the rack, which was an old gray towel that had seen better days (more than one hole torn in it, despite being fairly thick material).

I was in the pool for about 45 minutes. During that time, all the people that had been there when I arrived left. Some other people came and left, and still others had arrived and were still there. The old beater towel was still there, but my blue towel was gone.

Who steals a towel from someone while they are still in the pool?

The kicker is that this is the second time this has happened to me. I know people are tired when they get up in the morning, but are they really so tired that they can’t remember that they brought a really crappy towel with them? One that looks like it was abandoned and then stolen from the lost and found? Maybe I’ve stumbled upon something with that statement.

At any rate, I’m fairly upset about it. At least it wasn’t one of our really good towels that I bring from time to time.

500 Free warm-up
3 x 100 Free @ 2:05 (coming in under 1:10)
1 x 100 Kicking
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900 yards (pathetic, yes, but at least I got my butt out of bed)

Locked Out? Swim

Charmaine and I traded cars this morning so she could take Julie and Jess around Highland, Alpine, Cedar Hills, and Pleasant Grove.  The plan was to find something great at a local garage sale.

I went to help Kyle and Megan move into their new house across the street.  As I arrived, one of the guys helping said, “You have impeccable timing.  We’re done.”  That wasn’t exactly true, but it was close enough.  I helped them carry their big TV downstairs into the theater room under their garage and then they really were done.  BG, my next door neighbor, had seen their moving truck early this morning and made a few calls to get some guys over to help.  It didn’t take long to unload their truck with 7 guys helping out.

I was now quite a bit ahead of schedule, but that was good.  I figured I could get some things done at work and maybe have time for swimming, so I made sure to bring my swim bag along for the trip to Orem.

As I stood outside my locked office door, it dawned on me that the key to said door was on the keychain to the car Charmaine was driving.  They probably wouldn’t be done hitting garage sales until close to noon, so there was no reason to head back for the keys (it was only 10:30).  And that is how I found myself swimming on a Saturday morning.

500 Free warm-up
5 x 100 Free @ 2:30 (coming in between 1:05 and 1:15)
200 Free easy
200 swimming under water (as few breaths as possible)

I’m starting to think I need to define my workouts before I get to the pool so I don’t wind up messing around or talking myself into a shorter workout, etc.

When I got back home, Charmaine and Julie were talking about keeping workout logs.  I wound up getting roped into setting up some blogs for them on Perrykids.com.  I guess I better get on that.

Swimming without Blogging

Despite the lack of blog entries, I have actually been swimming.  I swam Wednesday and Thursday.  I even mixed it up a bit and did some over-unders and some sprints.  My fastest 50 was 0:30, which is pretty sad, and my 100 wasn’t any better at 1:05.

I’ve had a serious lack of computer connectivity as of late.  We just moved into our new house and I have only setup the phone and wireless.  My old Power Mac doesn’t have wireless, so I won’t be blogging from there until I wire up the ethernet jacks and buy a new switch for the basement.  Even my work machine has been down a lot lately.

I’ve finally given up on getting XEN to work with my NVIDIA card.  I can hardly wait until AMD releases the ATI driver stack as open source and forces NVIDIA to do the same.  What a bunch of morons.

Josh finally moved from Windows to Linux at work as well. Corey was helping him get all setup on his Dell Precision 380 (the same machine I have).  Josh was complaining about how hard it is to setup Linux on these boxes (because they can’t include the proprietary NVIDIA driver in the distribution).

After giving up on getting XEN working with NVIDIA, I decided I might run Windows as the base and then do something like colinux or parallels on top of that.  I decided to be a bit bold and dropped in my Windows Vista RC1 DVD.  It booted up and said it couldn’t install because I don’t have a hard drive.  I wasn’t extremely surprised that Vista doesn’t have a good set of drivers yet, but I sort of thought they would be in the “Release Candidate.”

After failing with Vista, I decided to put Windows XP back on the machine.  I figured that should be easy, since XP was pre-installed on the box when we bought it.  Booting with the Windows XP CD yielded the BSOD (Blue Screen Of Death).  It became extremely clear that it is easier to install Linux than Windows, at least on relatively new Dell hardware.

So I thought there must be some drivers I have to install at the beginning of the XP setup so that it can succeed.  I quickly installed Kubuntu and went to Dell’s website to find the drivers.  There are no less than 6 drivers that I have to supply during XP setup to get this thing to install.  What a joke.  And to make this process easier, Dell has packaged all their drivers in self-exracting archives that only work on Windows.  So without a Windows machine I will not be able to get the drivers that will enable me to install Windows.  Brilliant.

I decided to stick with Kubuntu.  It does almost everything Windows does, plus a whole lot of things that Windows can’t even hope to do.  If only it had a better groupware (email, calendar) client.  I can’t stand Evolution.  It crashes about 35 times a day (not exaggerated).  For now I’m using rdesktop to connect via RDP to a virtual windows machine running on a headless box in another office.  Then I have Outlook on that machine.  It’s not ideal, but it sure beats Evolution.

Wow, almost nothing about swimming in this post.  Oh well.

Moving

The last few days have been crazy. We have been slowly moving out of our apartment and into our new house. As I’ve said before, this has made many convenient excuses. Today almost turned into another one, but I finally broke down and swam a little today.

Last night we slept at the new house for the first time. It was a rough night. The new house has all new sounds that I’m not used to yet. Plus I ate way too much for dinner, which made me feel too hot for most the night. This led to not getting up early enough to swim before work.

We had professional movers pack up the rest of our stuff today at 1:00. Knowing this was on the schedule, I headed over to the apartment around noon to help pick up and get the last few things ready for the movers. By 12:45 there wasn’t much else I could do and I figured I would head back to work. This is when I had the breakthrough. I hadn’t showered in the morning and was feeling pretty gross, so I talked myself into swinging by the gym (I had my swim stuff in the car) and taking a shower. By the time I got to the gym I had convinced myself to at least get in the pool and swim a 500. By the time I was in the pool I knew I wasn’t going to leave without doing at least a partial workout. It felt really good to be in the pool again.

300 Free warm-up
5 x 100 Free @ 2:05 (coming in between 1:10 and 1:15)
200 Free easy
50 Free fast (0:30)
200 Free warm-down