Plop. “Haven it’s getting better, just try it again.” “Okay, I got this, I can do this, just keep my arms straight, head at an angle, and legs straight, and go. Splash. “Haven focus, don’t be scared trust yourself.” “She’s right I can do this it’s just water, nothing to be afraid of.” Silence. “Oh my gosh, I did it, I learned how to dive into the water without belly flopping. I actually did it. Okay, picture this it’s the beginning of summer, it was a little before eight a.m and I had just arrived at my first swim club practice at the pool. It was my first year and I had no idea what I was doing and I was a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous, but all my friends were there including my best friend Makayla Stone. First things first, …show more content…
I walked over with the first years, so the babies and I learned all of the strokes. Freestyle, which is the most basic and known stroke. Backstroke, which is basically freestyle but on your back. Breaststroke, which how I learned it was monkey, airplane, soldier. Those are the movements you do in the water for that stroke. Last and to me certainly least butterfly, which is the hardest stroke to accomplish and my least favorite stroke, I honestly still can’t properly execute it. My group would start off doing a couple laps each of those different strokes every day of practice. That was the easy part of practice and made me feel like swim club was going to be easy. Ha, I was wrong, next up was diving off the block and doing sprints. The moral of this story was me conquering my fear of diving off the block and learning to trust myself and not being afraid of the most fun part of starting a race. My first time going off the block was the scariest thing I’ve encountered. I had no idea what I was doing and I was so sacred that I was just going to belly flop into the water which is what I ended up doing over and over again. I was so scared and didn’t trust myself to just do it …show more content…
Stay positive, this is one of the hardest things you learn in swimming, but once you get it, you got it and it’s so easy.” “I don’t understand I’ve always been good at learning things fast and catching on really quickly to things, but I’m scared and it’s holding me back.” “Haven, trust yourself and try again.” “Okay, I can do this, trust myself.” In just a matter of minutes I found out if trusting myself really worked and if I had really been trusting myself that whole time or not. It was that time again to step up on the block and not think just do. I rested my foot back on the back of the block, gripped the edge of the block with force, and I dove into the water with perfect alignment and you could barely hear anything when I hit the water. I had finally did it, I had achieved my fear of diving off the block and what my coaches said I did was beautiful. I was in so much shock and had so much relief that for my first race I would be able to start my first race the right way and had lots of confidence which made me less nervous than I already figured I would be. Going back to the moral of the story I did it, I had conquered my fear of diving of the block which now is my favorite thing to do, to feel the water hit my skin and for me to just glide half
During the spring of 2015, I missed all of the time cuts to make Speedo Sectionals, forcing me to compete in a much slower meet at the end of the season. There are few things I have experienced that are more crushing than trying my hardest and falling short of my goal. Despite the heavy disappointment, I used the opportunity to harden my resolve and use my strengths to my greatest advantage. Along with my coach’s help, I used my ability to think strategically and hone my technique through focus on the smallest details from how I would approach a swim mentally to how I would warm up. My coach had many important and useful suggestions and lessons from his past experience that required me to be an active learner that could apply his information.
We were all swimming the 100 meter individual medley, an event containing all known swimming strokes.
A practiced dive lets me cut through the water easily for a couple seconds I am gliding and listening to NSYNC (thanks to the new underwater speakers). The water will soon crash in my ears and I will actually have to use my body and brain to keep moving. The water distends before I break the surface with my arm and pointed hand. I finish the two-hundred free warm-up quickly alongside my friend and soon after taking a long drink of water, she puts all her weight on my
As I mentioned before swimmers aren’t based on their ability to master the techniques but also in the values they posses. The values they posses are respect, honesty, fairness and courage. I had to learn and use those values everyday I went to swimming practice. There’s one thing that I needed to have to become part of the discourse community, which was being passionate about swimming and not giving up. At the beginning it was really hard for me not to give up when I was exhausted, but after becoming more passionate for swimming I never gave up. There were moments when I thought of giving up, but I knew that if I really wanted to call my self a swimmer I shouldn’t give up and I didn’t. For example, once I was in a Swimming Festival in my High School where I competed the four different strokes. I always finished second in the 50-meter freestyle race, but that day I decided I would end up first place. The race started and I jumped into the water and started pacing my self so that I would finish strong. In the first 25-meters we were all tied up and I was starting to feel tired. But I knew I couldn’t give up, so I took a deep breath and pushed harder. I pushed harder and was able to win the first place. After this race, I realized that even though I felt like giving up, something inside me was telling me to push harder and that thought led me to success. I was able to
I woke up nauseous, too sick to eat. The whole drive there I was praying it would be cancelled. The fear consumed me; I couldn’t move. I just wanted to be home in my warm, comfy bed, instead I was diving into an ice cold pool. After warm-up my coach gave me a pep talk, but I was too nervous to listen. Sometimes I got so nervous I’d throw up, right before my event. To this day I still don’t understand why I got so anxious at swim meets. For the past several years, I have had a love hate relationship with swimming. I always struggled with swimming, and many times I wanted to quit. The time commitment and the physical requirements have always been a little too much for my mind to handle and it all comes to a crescendo when it is time to compete. I often wondered why I continued to put
A large number of swimmers don’t like it, whether that be because of the sheer difficulty, or because swimming makes them anxious, or because they’ve simply been swimming for so long that they are no longer entertained. The last option is the one that seems to hold true for most club swimmers who no longer find joy in the sport, the ones who have been doing it for five, eight, even eleven years. Those are the people who are simply tired of it. I, on the other hand, love swimming and the feeling of gliding though the water. People will tell you that no one, in any sport, really enjoys practices, but I can honestly tell you that I do. For at least the last five months I have looked forward to swim practice everyday. If nothing else, I know that I have an outlet for my anger, frustration, or any other emotion that I may have. At best, I know that I have a group of friends who are all working to achieve the same goal as I am and that I can always lean on them for support and they can always lean on me, if need be. The feeling of swimming a good race is one of the best feelings in the world. When you can tell that you're just flying through the water and you have everyone’s attention and you know that you're better than you were the last time you raced, better than you were yesterday. I guess maybe that’s the thing I like about practice, that everyday I’m
Transition – To begin with, learning how to swim, it can be easier to study and learn what different types
My parents tell me that I took to swimming like... a fish takes to water. It is a safe place where I can float free of worries. Driven by passion and dedication, I decided to begin swimming competitively. Competitive swimming requires an intense level of determination and discipline. Forcing myself to get out of my warm bed at 5:30 in the morning to put on a still-slightly-damp swimsuit and stand in 40-degree weather waiting for practice to start. Putting up with limited lane space and irritating swimmers who think they are faster. Making a conscious effort to work on my stroke form, turns, touches, and techniques. The water becomes a whirlpool of injuries, losses, wins, friendships, enemies, and sickness. The water becomes home.
There are many different varieties of swimming strokes; a freestyle stroke, a breaststroke, butterfly stroke, back stroke, side stroke, as well as a elementary side stroke. Each of these range in proficiency. Beginning with the freestyle stroke, you must first begin concentrating on each and every specific aspect of your stroke, You find your head position, reach forward, rotate
“Regan,” says Sam, our new head coach, pointing at me. “Lane five.” Walking over to my lane, I tried not to fall over with exhaustion. The coaches put you with people who they think swim your pace, and generally lanes five and six are typically for the fastest swimmers. They worked about double of what everyone else did, and they were expected to be the best. I definitely didn’t think I was one of those people, but apparently Sam did.
By this time I had started to go through puberty and became taller which enabled me to swim faster. The morning group was full of dedicated swimmers who were crazy enough to get up every morning to go jump into a pool and practice. Of course I was no different, but during April of that season I had started to lose my motivation. I began to skip practices and gave my parents excuses, which then they told me to take it easy. After two months of periodic practices, I realized that swimming was an activity that I wanted to do and that I loved, and I decided that I would not allow myself to quit, no matter how hard it became. When the new season started, I started to push myself, trying to keep up to the faster swimmers. I became close with my team mates as people who go through pain together get closer. We started to have more fun together from going out, to having funny conversations in the locker rooms. I also began to do travel meets where we would spend a few days together, eating, sleeping, and swimming. I spent more time out of the pool with my friends and even became romantically involved with one. Now, swimming has become one of the most important things to me, it has been the activity that has the most influence on my life. From my work ethic, sleeping habits, to my choice of friends, all of them are tied to
As I previously mentioned, I will describe the four basic strokes that swimming consists of, such as the freestyle, backstroke, breaststroke, and butterfly
Swimming has always been a great part of my life it takes hard work and determinations to get the results one hopes for. Many athletes don’t see swimming as work hard sport but I beg to differ. It takes so much energy, time, sweat and tears to get that first place spot. When there is a meet coming up I always talk to my coach beforehand and find out which events and strokes I should start preparing for. I never get nervous about meets until this one particularly, Alief Elsik High School vs. Cy Fair where I was up to swim butterfly on the 200-medley relay. Butterfly is one of my strongest strokes, but I always felt completely drained after one lap; I was determined to build my endurance.
The next part of the training turned out to be the toughest. We were required to dive ten feet to the bottom of the pool and retrieve a ten pound weight. Once the weight was brought to the surface we were supposed to tread water for two minutes while keeping the weight above the water line. This appeared to be simple so I dived in, expecting an easy time. I had no trouble getting the weight to the surface and proceeded to tread water with a feeling of undoubtable success. But once again my anti-floating physical quality began to take effect. At one minute and thirty seconds I began to sink and within the next fifteen seconds my head was submerged and I was fighting for air. The water from the pool began flowing into my mouth with each desperate grasp for air; it felt as if an ocean were draining into my body. I remember hearing from under the water the instructor's muffled voice counting down the last ten seconds of the exercise. When it was all over I slowly made my way back to the pool's edge where I was informed by the two young girls that they had no difficulty
A swimmer’s life is full of fun. After all, swimmers get the chance to dip themselves in the cool waters of the pool, stay healthy because swimming is one of the best exercises and as a plus point, enjoy being rejuvenated each day. Yes, apparently it seems so but the fact is that a swimmer has to struggle constantly and at times, this struggle is not confined to inside the water alone. If you are already an expert swimmer or in the process of receiving swimming lessons in one of those reputed and excellent Queen Creek swim schools, you will realize the fact that a swimmer needs to be out-and-out disciplined. The way you gradually move from being a beginner to an expert depends largely