It’s the big day. You’re at your championship meet, tapered, suited up, and not a hair on your body. You’ve trained all year for this one race. This one moment. You’re standing behind the blocks
There will be days where you don’t feel like it. (Even more so for some of you, now that we have reset after nationals, and the big meets seem so far away)
Living in The Land of the Long White Cloud, let alone Auckland (4 seasons in 1 day) means that we don't have a massive abundance of outdoor pools. Well, at least not compared to our neighbours across the Pacific...
How often do you find your mind wandering in the middle of your sets? How many times have you forgotten the number of laps you had completed while swimming a 400?