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February 8, 2002
Had the pleasure of sleeping in for once. I can’t remember the last time I saw 6 in the morning on my bedroom alarm clock. It has truly been a long time. Coach gave me the word: arrive late, warm up a little by swimming a mile and get more rest.

I behaved, took advantage of a three-hour nap.

I can’t be sure this is enough. I still fear swimming tomorrow. I must make qualifying times, but I’m aching. Lactic acid piles up in my shoulders. Calf tightens up, cramps. My hips feel like they’re going to buckle under pressure.