We've all had them, your suit rips during a start, you accidentally sneeze on Michael Phelps, you burp or fart on the starting blocks, etc. (none of those happened to me...knock on wood).
What's your most embarassing swimming moment? (includes, meets, practice, anything swimming related)
I have a group humiliation swimming moment.
In high school, our team had just gotten our new team suits in. I must have been a freshman or sophmore since neither of my sisters were on the team at the time. The suits came in so late, they were handed out just in time for walking through the door at the first meet. Now, they were a pale tie dye color, and I wasn't too fond of them dry but looked fine. However, when we got in the pool, they turned out to be completely transparent. You could see everything quite clearly. All of our parents and friends were there and horrified. Girls fathers were there. The worst part was due to our high school rules, we couldn't go back to the locker rooms and change suits because we had to be wearing a team uniform or else be DQ'd. The talk of the whole meet was the humiliation to be had by those who had to swim backstroke - especially in the lane next to the spectators. We had many more spectators than usual, as word spread, it seemed everyone from other teams and activities around after school showed up to gawk at our peep show.
The suits were returned for full refunds and our captains were much more careful with the next suit selection.
I have a group humiliation swimming moment.
In high school, our team had just gotten our new team suits in. I must have been a freshman or sophmore since neither of my sisters were on the team at the time. The suits came in so late, they were handed out just in time for walking through the door at the first meet. Now, they were a pale tie dye color, and I wasn't too fond of them dry but looked fine. However, when we got in the pool, they turned out to be completely transparent. You could see everything quite clearly. All of our parents and friends were there and horrified. Girls fathers were there. The worst part was due to our high school rules, we couldn't go back to the locker rooms and change suits because we had to be wearing a team uniform or else be DQ'd. The talk of the whole meet was the humiliation to be had by those who had to swim backstroke - especially in the lane next to the spectators. We had many more spectators than usual, as word spread, it seemed everyone from other teams and activities around after school showed up to gawk at our peep show.
The suits were returned for full refunds and our captains were much more careful with the next suit selection.
