What I did: Swim Lesson
Intention: To learn to swim...after 37 years of not knowing how
What was the result: Mixed emotions
Is there anything else?: Yes, you caught that right. I am a 37 year old woman who is just learning to swim this year. Before starting lessons this year, I would never go in water over my head. As a little girl, my mom would try to teach me to float, but as soon as I realized she wasn't holding me I would freak out and sink. A couple more traumatic issues later and an entire youth of being insecure about my body in a bathing suit turned into a lifetime of never conquering my fear of swimming. I've had dreams where I can swim, and there are times in my lessons, moments at this stage, where every thing coordinates and it feels jst as I dreamt it. My instructor, Ericca, is the kindst most patient person alive. She puts up with a lot of tomfoolery from me, as I mask my insecurity with silliness. I have a tendency to stop in the middle of the pool and put me feet down, make a joke about it, and then continue. I can make it across the pool without stopping about 3-5 times for lesson usually. Today, I only made it twice. I was tired and dragging all day prior to my lesson and I tired out very easily during it.It wasn't my best lesson, but I still leave with a sense of accomplishment...because I could still be harboring the little secret that I don't know how to swim, but now I can say I can swim...kinda.
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