That's how far I needed to bike today to finish 500 miles for the month. So, I did (a bit more, even).
It's the furthest I've ever biked in a month, jump-started by my Yellowstone trip, of course.
I went swimming for a bit yesterday, after all. Janice was right about goggles; fortunately, my friend had an extra pair. It's pretty cool being able to see under water, but I couldn't get used to opening my eyes, after so many years of having them closed. I also couldn't get a good rhythm for breathing doing the crawl, but I'm guessing I'd get that back with some practice. Mostly I did the sidestroke and froggy-backstroke (Bardiac, queen of not-quite-real swimming strokes), and a bit of breaststroke.
And it was pretty nice. Semi-fun, but felt good even though I was tired.
And everyone was right about the no-one looking thing. The few people there were either chatting (the very pleasant lifeguards) or swimming themselves. It was a different world from the rec pool where I went to college, which we called "the meatmarket" with good reason.
I'm thinking swimming a couple times a week, maybe, to get a flow again, and then maybe more in winter when I can't bike? It would help keep me active when it's not good biking or skiing weather.
I'm off to have lunch with a couple of friends now. Mmmmm. This lunch place is really, really good.