Those Bears again

I made some assumptions heading to the pool this morning. As it turns out that was my first mistake.

The main assumption I made went something like this:

Last Friday we finished the swim set with a 700m effort. That means this week we should be doing mostly shorter stuff.

Wrongity wrong wrong.

Instead of mostly shorter stuff, today we did the rather dreaded Goldilocks set. We have done the Goldilocks set many times now, and it would have to be one of the sessions that I dread the most. I have spoken about the Goldilocks set before, but as a quick summary it a collection of 100s, a 200, a 300 and a 400 all done at the same pace. The 300 and 400 in particular hurt in a special way.

For once though, the Goldilocks session wasn't a mixture of pain and disappointment. For once this session went well. Really well in fact. Okay, we did miss the target time for the 400m effort, but nearly everyone does that, and we didn't miss it by much. Everything else though was either on pace or under it. I think it is probably the best I have ever felt in a Goldilocks session. The times we were holding would have been the stuff of dreams 12 months ago.

Very good session.

Last night I slept the sleep of the unconscious, which I think probably helped this morning, but also helped me continue my mental recovery from Wednesday. On the whole I feel like I am back on an even keel. Or at least as even as I get, the blog is called a Special Kind of Crazy after all.

The plan this afternoon is to head out and catch up on the run that I missed yesterday morning. It is a bit of a walk/run affair, with the running done at a fair old clip, so it will interesting to see how that goes.