Last night I took my first ever adult swim class.
I had been considering private lessons, but when my building’s gym added adult swim to its repertoire of free classes, I decided to jump in.
I have been swimming for a few weeks now, but hadn’t swam regularly for years before (probably since early college); so I knew that I had some work to do on form.
What I learned was not so surprising. I have trouble keeping my head in the water when breathing.
I learned how to swim in the summer of 1986 at a summer camp where years later I was a swim instructor myself.
The thing I struggled with the most as a beginner swimmer – and even later with more challenging strokes – was to manage my breath.
When to breathe, how to breathe and how to keep my head down between breaths.
This was apparent in my very first lesson, when I was just five years old.
I also had an unspeakable fear of the deep end.
But the deep end of my current pool is only 5′ and I’m 5’3″.
Since this experience was good for a laugh, I thought I would take a look back at some other things about me that haven’t changed too much in the past 27 years.
Rachel, Age 5: Hot pink and sometimes purple.
Rachel, Age 32: Fuschia and royal purple are the primary accent colors in both my fitness and non-fitness wardrobes.
Favorite Workout Gear
Rachel, Age 5: Leotards!
Rachel, Age 32: Too hard to choose. Give me high tech fabrics, bright colors and innovate styles. Even leotards.
Rachel, Age 5: macaroni & cheese, peanut butter & jelly, yogurt and fruit, but no greenies (cooked spinach and herbs – raw is okay)!
Rachel, Age 32: macaroni & cheese (gluten free and non-dairy), nut butter and jelly (I prefer mine high-low, so maybe organic sea salt peanut butter and organic raspberry jam, or sunflower seed butter and marmalade), yogurt, fruit and veggies — especially greenies!
Thoughts on Nicknames
Rachel, Age 5: Call me Rachel! That’s my name!
Rachel, Age 32: “Rach” is unacceptable. It sounds like a noise an animal would make.
Rachel, Age 5: I can do a cartwheel! (not really)
Rachel, Age 32: I can do a split! (after an hour of hot yoga)
As least I’m no longer afraid of the deep end.
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