So I started swimming. The first day I just used a kick board or did the side stroke. I swam with my 12 year old daughter for about 30 minutes. I discovered that you can not giggle and swim.
There was a Fo Real swimmer in the lane next to us; swim cap, speedo, googles, and a chamois instead of a towel <---DUDE!. He was SERIOUS about swimming. Freestyle up and backstroke back. Non-stop. Cutting through the water like a hot knife through butter or a ravenous toddler through a bowl of dry Cherrios. I was a bit intimadated.
At one point I was kicking with the board near the lane line and Mr. Louganis came unsplashingly by at 30 knots. His wake swamped me and caused me to actually go backwards a little. Then the giggling started and the sinking ensued. He would swim with military precision past me, swamping me and my little kick board, and I would giggle and begin to sink. Lap after lap. So my first go at swimming was not as successful as I had hoped.
Every Saturday my Y offers deep water cardio at 8:30 am. I went. My 12 year old did not want to go because she didn't want to swim with the "old ladies". She also didn't want to get up at 7:30 on a saturday. You've got to have your priorities! It was a great class and I was indeed the youngest person there (40). I was still a bit afraid to swim laps so I came home.
This past thursday my friend Heidi met me at the Y and taught me to backstroke and breast stroke. She gave me great encouragement and confidence. I swam with her for about 30 minutes. It wasn't pretty and it wasn't fast but I did it and I ENJOYED it.
I am not a swimmer. I don't like to go to the pool and here are my main reasons; it's wet, chlorine is stinky and I hate the way it makes my skin feel, I didn't really know how to swim (I am so claustrophobic that I can not put my face in the water to swim freestyle), I am terrified of moving water (tried white water rafting - was thrown out and under two boats - no joy), and wearing a bathing suit is like sitting around in your underwear in front of other people. So being in your undies in "people soup" - aka "the pool" has not been an appealing thing to me since I was about 10 years old.
I know that I need to exercise (high Cholesterol, diabetes, and MS demand that I do). I have enjoyed my time in the water these past three weeks and I actually look forward to it, even plan on what days I can go. Today I did the deep water cardio for an hour and then I swam 150 meters non stop. (ok...I took a 5 minute pee break between the two because holy cow! water makes you have to GO!).
I am planning on swimming 3 days a week during my summer break and then at least 2 days a week during school. I have surprised myself. I like swimming. I may even begin to consider myself a "swimmer".
Look out Mr. Louganis with the chamois instead of a towel, I might swamp you next time we meet!
I echo your swimming sentiments. With my ankle injury, I was told to swim but not use my legs to kick. Nice. I use a little wedge of foam between my knees that keeps me from totally drowning while I stroke with arms. The middle aged Olympians in our indoor lap pool seem to love swimming fast. Their waves overwhelm me, but no one ever chats in a lap pool. What is up with that? The one plus is it is a salivated chlorine pool, so it does not hurt your eyes or make your skin feel slaked. I empathize with you, as your MS makes this a necessity of life. I no longer get to run, so eventually I will be biking along with this incessant lap swimming. I vote for the bike. Best wishes with the pool people. Maybe you can get one to speak.
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