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Swimming With the Cool Kids

swimmingWhen I was a kid swimming was not of great importance to my family.  I did get sent to swimming lessons which were held at the beach on the outskirts of Beaver Dam.  We didn’t have a wonderful pool available to us, so this is where we went.  I remember there being a lot of rain dates and cold weather.  Consequently, I did not learn to swim for whatever reason.  This would probably be the first item to accomplish on my bucket list at an early age. Continue reading

Could Not, Would Not

I don’t remember not being able to swim. This doesn’t mean that I could swim in deep water. It only means that I didn’t drown in a kiddy pool. My Aunt Judy claims that this is because she (a swim instructor) taught me to swim before I could even walk. Judy says this was called “drown proofing”. But, of course, this doesn’t mean I can remember that–but it might explain my natural confidence in the water.

As far as remembering the learning process, I do remember taking lessons at the local YMCA. I started in level 1-Polliwogs. I thought it was silly that some kids had to practice putting their faces in the water and blowing bubbles. Jumping up and down in the shallow water was fun. We called this “doing bobs” And I was seriously motivated to make it all the way through the levels… Polliwogs, Guppies, Minnows, Fish, Flying Fish, Sharks.

The only glitch in the process was diving. We all know that diving is NOT swimming. I believe that I got stuck somewhere in the level progression because I could not, would not do a back dive.  Continue reading