For a little background information, I’m 41 and have always been kind of afraid of the whole concept of swimming. I did have some knucklehead throw me into the pool when I was about 10 even though I was screaming, “I don’t know how to swim,” and I had to be helped out of the pool by a kind bystander, so I guess that might explain some of my phobia. But, also, I’m just kind of a fearful person in general :-0 But next month my husband and I are going to Bermuda, and I thought that maybe I would like to try snorkeling while there. So I thought I’d bite the bullet and finally learn to swim.
Anyway, so I signed up for a 6-week course. Now, all week long I’ve been kind of dreading today’s first lesson. But I was more dreading it for the “newness” of the whole thing, or so I thought. I had no idea that I would be as scared and uptight as I turned out to be!
Well, I get to the pool. I am taking a private lesson with this guy who is just a gem of a fellow. He’s been teaching swimming lessons to all levels of swimmers for years, and he is just so kind and patient.
Once there we start off with the whole put your face in the water and blow bubbles thing, and do you know that I became so tense and fearful that it took everything in me to barely get my face in the water. I had no idea that I would have that strong of a reaction. I was so embarrassed and felt so lame, but he just kept telling me it was okay and being very kind and patient.
I told him that I thought I could hold my breath under water rather than the whole bubble blowing thing, so we tried that for a while. I held my breath for five seconds under water while he held my hands and had me in the prone position floating. Then we included me being able to do this and go back to the standing position. After doing that for a bit (I even held my breath for 10 seconds a couple times), we worked on some kicking techniques and he explained about how to relax my knees, the position of my toes, keeping my legs a certain distance together, et cetera. That went okay.
Next, since I seemed a bit more comfortable, we went back to the bubble blowing excercises. Actually, this time it was easier and I was able to do it and not be quite so freaked out and tense.
But one thing that stayed with me the entire lesson is that I kind of just wanted it to be over. So after 30 minutes, I asked him if we could wrap it up for the day.
It’s weird but I just felt so self-conscious, lame, baby-like, scary. He kept telling me that I was doing great and encouraging me and all of that, but I just never felt totally comfortable in that water. Man, I hate being such a neurotic person, and I’m hoping I can get over all of my mind games and just relax and learn how to swim. Hopefully, some day this will be just a goofy memory.
Whatever the case, I think I’ll practice my bubble blowing at home in the tub over the next week until I have to face swimming lesson number two. Wish me luck!
(By the way, I found this cool site for new want-to-be swimmers. It gives you instructions on how to breathe in water. Here’s the link: http://www.relaxnswim.com/ )