Dave and I both had Monday off from work. Because we had the daytime available to workout, Dave wanted to go to the pool. I was still not feeling 100% from whatever happened last week, but I agreed to go and just use the pull buoy until he was done with his workout. Dave is now sorta training for his half ironman and he kept adding numbers. I lost count but I knew it was going to be a long time in the pool.
Mostly, I did the swim continuously. I would stop every once in a while if I needed a small break or to check up on Dave and see where he was in the workout. When I was around 1500 yards Dave said he had 400 left. Good grief! This workout was never going to end. Finally, I did 2000 yards and was only 50 yards behind Dave when he finished his 2000.
It may not seem like much, but doing a longer swim like this makes me feel like I am accomplishing something. It's the small victories this late in pregnancy that really help.