I did 5 hills at work yesterday, on my lunch hour. I probably could have done more, but killing myself is not the point of hills. I planned for 5, I was gasping for breath on the 5th, so 5 it was.
Swim today focused on freestyle body roll again. I felt neither particularly good nor bad, until we did 300m IM near the end, where I was inexplicably flying. Inexplicably because I pulled away from people on the front 150, which is wrong. Neither butterfly (aka drowning) nor backstroke (aka watching the clouds roll gently by) are terribly strong or fast, but I seemed to hold it together not too badly today. Weird. But good.
