Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Today will be my 5th "Fear Factor" swim class. For my readers that assume that it some sort of cool class that teaches you how to dive with sharks or swim with jelly fish, you would be sorely disappointed.
It is a class for people TERRIFIED
of the water. To help them over that fear and teach them how to swim. Now, I have been working on my water issues for awhile and will get in water willingly. However, I won't get into water that is higher than my chest and I am 5'9.
Last week the instructor took the class over to the deep end. Well, took everyone but me. I got close to the edge and sheer panic took over. I will save you the re-enacted drama. Suffice it to say there was lots of tears, sniffling and shaking.
Eventually, they left me alone and the other instructor/life guard came over to assist me and calm me down. I felt like a big ole baby. But, after I calmed down and relaxed I managed to get one foot over the black line to where there was nothing under me. This was while holding on to the wall, a life guard noodle and the life guard was glued to my hip.
I don't want to go tonight. So why am I, because I made a promise to myself to finish the class and eventually learn how to swim.
I grew up in such a negative family that was literally gripped with fear. I am afraid of everything and most days it is an absolute struggle not to let that fear overtake my mind. This swim class will be...I hope...the first of many fears that I can conquer. My bucketlist is growing and I want to be able to cross some things off.
Just Keep Swimming....