Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Oh how the pool eludes me!

Why is it that I just can't seem to get in the pool?

It's not the prancing around in a bathing suit - I am so over that. Plus, there is maybe three other people in the pool tops when I go.

It's not a fear of the water. I have been swimming as long as I can remember.

It's not that I don't know how. I was on a swim team for five years as a youth. I can actually do all the strokes (even a really sad butterfly), although I am sure there is a lot lacking in my technique.

I have decided I am going to blame it all on Lindsay and Brooke (because accepting responsibility for my own lack of motivation is totally not my style). See, those five years on a swim team were at the country club that my dad belonged to because of work. Although I eventually did go to a local Catholic school for 7th-12th grades, my sister and I were public school kids when we first started swimming there. The other kids there went to fancy schmancy private schools (I'm talking their parents were probably shelling out like 20k a year for such schools). And their moms had them on swim leagues all year round.

I was just a summer swimmer. The worst part about that was that instead of having practices where your lane was dictated by your speed, it was dictated by your age. So I spent the better part of five years getting lapped by Lindsay and Brooke and girls with similar country club names (okay really they are just country club names in my head because those were the first girls I knew with those names :-)).

So I think I have been scarred by the lap pool.

It just seems wrong. I study water. I study the way it moves. My research involves playing on lakes and rivers. I am even a Scorpio, which is a water sign.

And yet, getting my ass into that water requires a force of will that is beyond me most weeks. Sigh.

PS I still really miss running and it's been two and a half weeks and the hamstring still aches!

3 comments:

Audrey said...

WOW. This is like reading my blog, except you're somewhere in the middle of the country not swimming...I am the WORST triathlete/cross-trainer ever...isn't swimming when it's cold out just the FUNNEST THING EVER!??! not.

I hope you feel better! BOO injuries..

Lisa said...

wow, where to start.

1. great picture.
2. Lindsay and Brooke are totally country club names.
3. My family belonged to the country club because of my dad's work, too, and the private school kids scared the craaaap out of me.
4. you know way more about turbulence than I ever will. Way to keep it real!

Laurie said...

It is so much work to go to the pool. The only reason I ever go is because it is in my building. I don't have to go outside and freeze after getting wet. I can also change and shower in the comfort of my own bathroom.

Good luck finding the motivation!