After a bunch of 4 hour swims, it was fun to drop in a 2 hour swim. Not that it meant that I was any less hungry or ready to nap afterwards, but I think the body appreciated the lack of abuse, and I feel like I am finally over the cough.
Michelle, Karah, John Walker and I started at the Golden Gate, with the erstwhile duo of Diesel and Bill in the zodiac, after a Club Crissy Field. We flooded down to Pier 39, and then fought the tide back up to the inside of the breakwater, and to shower, sauna and a relaxing Sunday.
Karah and John were a welcome addition to the team. The variety of stroke-rates is stunning. I was a plodding 60 per minute, Karah a streamlined 55, and Michelle managed to churn out 80, with a max of 83. I don't know how she does it. We all managed to stay together, which made things manageable for Laurel and Hardy :)
thanks Johnny D, hope the house sold Bill