Each day, the workouts were intense. The first hour always kicks my butt! It's an hour of sit-up type activities, in their various disguises of torture my coach calls "exercises". After an hour of torture on a padded mat, then it's two hours of diving. We switch back and forth between the 1-meter board and the 3-meter depending on the day. This past week, Monday, Wednesday and Friday were all 1-meter days. Tuesday and Thursday we were on the 3-meter board. Next week, it'll be the opposite.
It was a lot of fundamentals this week... working on the approach, getting my arms up faster, keeping my chin up, taking the dives up instead of out, etc. All bad habits I've formed over the years from being my own teacher.
I didn't feel progressively more exhausted as the week went on. By Friday, I was still in pretty good shape. I ate lunch with my son at his Middle School "Dine and Dash", and so the meal requested was Carl's Jr. Not exactly the best thing to eat before diving. HOWEVER, to my credit, I had small fries and a turkey burger sans cheese. So it could've been a lot worse. The good thing about that was that on Friday I had a lot more energy because I wasn't going into practice on a practically empty stomach. So that was a nice change.
Friday's practice definitely put me through the ringer! We were working on keeping my arms up for a reverse jump and we tried various techniques. One of them, jumping off the side of the pool--which I wasn't crazy about because I was afraid I was going to crack my head on the edge. So like an idiot, I volunteered to do it from the board--which is about 3 feet higher than the side of the pool.
Well... I didn't land it so well. And this was the result (see fat picture below).
This picture is depressing on so many levels. It was painful. It's painful to see that I'm actually that fat. It's been more than 24 hours and it actually still hurts. Go figure.
- Camera adds 10 pounds
- 10 pound potato in a five-pound sack
- It's the angle
- It's not the angle
So it was a frustrating start to a practice.
The one thing I wanted to get before I left for the day was either a reverse 1-1/2 or a back 1-1/2. I didn't care which one. I just wanted to get one of them on Friday and I want to nail the other one this next week.
Coach Jose knows that I'll try pretty much anything. I've got tons of bruise photos to prove that. So he won't let me go for it, unless I can nail the lead up a couple of times in a row. So we made it through my entire list and we had about 15 minutes left of practice. I asked if we could work on the back 1-1/2. Jose had me start with a back somersault. I hit it once, then I missed, Then I hit it twice in a row quite nicely.
Coach Jose said, "Okay, I'll let you try the 1-1/2. But you need to do exactly the same thing you just did."
"Okay," I told him. I got on the board, turned around with my back to the pool. I let out all the air in my lungs. Took a deep breath in as I pressed the board, one, two times. I swung my arms around as quickly as I could and threw the dive with all my might and with absolutely none of the technique I had just practiced. I spun around one full rotation. I kept spinning and opened up to enter the water...SMACK! I landed flat on my back. That was at least the second hard smack of the day.
I got out of the water and it was back to fundamentals. I did two more back somersaults and executed them like I was suppose to. I had one last shot to try my 1-1/2 back before practice was up. I got back on the board, kept telling myself to do the exact same thing as the somersault. I took a deep breath in one more time as I pressed the board and threw my arms in a circle. I vaulted into the air and flipped around 1-1/2 times, opened up and went into the water with a pretty crappy entry. But at least I had made it! I had taken the dive up enough to have enough time to do the rotation. FINALLY!
That's one of those dives I've learned a number of times and then proceed to unlearn it after not practicing it for a few weeks. It's so frustrating! The other one I have to learn again is the reverse 1-1/2. Hopefully that'll be this upcoming week.
I'll try to post a video a little later of the smacks. They were a sight to behold!
I left practice Friday feeling very happy and proud of myself that I'd accomplished the dive I wanted to do. I vowed I'd be good on my dieting over the weekend.
Today is Saturday. We started the morning at a showing of Kung Fu Panda 3. I resisted getting anything from the concession stand and almost made it to the previews. But the smell of the buttery popcorn was just too much. I caved and got a medium popcorn and diet soda. It was so good, but probably a million calories. Afterwards we went to lunch at BJs. I ate from their "Skinny" menu or whatever they call it...but again with the tempting, delicious food! The Pizzookie just sounded way too good and eventually I caved and ate the Pizzookie. It was so good! Not sure it'll be worth it in the long run, but it was heaven at the time! Curse you, peanut butter Pizzookie with amazing chocolate ice cream!