Otherwise known as biting off more than I can chew.
I had my first swimming lesson this lunch time. I can swim, albeit slowly and not too many lengths. These lessons are to improve my techniques in all strokes, including breathing out underwater – all things I used to be OK with.
Yeah, well, that was 30 years ago. Let’s just say that I have forgotten most of it and lost my confidence on the breathing thing. So, I have been demoted to an easier group for next week. Once I’ve got it all together again I shall get back into this first group.
I realised I was in trouble when the warm-up was 6 lengths! As I haven’t been to a pool in a long time 6 lengths would be about my limit. Oh heck!!!!! Fortunately the instructor is a very nice lady – she teaches the other group too – and let me take it a lot easier than those more competent. All in all, I managed 10 lengths. I was just getting to grips with stringing together some underwater breathing when a ripple hit my mouth as I breathed in. Yeah, not good. Good job I was in the shallow end.
So next week will be easier. They only swim half-lengths. I should be able to keep up.
Tomorrow is personal trainer time. Eek!!!