I survived. Although my nerves almost got the best of me. Swimming in front of those kids was very nerve wracking to me. I was there all day. Arrived at 6:45 to time. Rested and cheered from noon until 3 and then warmed-up. I took 3 sec off my 400 IM time. I was pleased with that but it didn't feel as smooth as I wanted. I blame that on the long day. :cry:
The blocks at this pool were horrible. Imagine the platform being half size of normal front to back. They were normal width but only about 6 inches deep. You couldn't even get a good track start. Luckily with the 400 the start doesn't matter as much. As I was on the block for the dive-over start the touch pad came off. Nothing like a delay while on this time platform.
Went to workout today and we did a nice long 4400. Stretched everything out and now I feel good.
Alison
Parents
Former Member
Anyone who complains about another swimmer "taking their kid's spot" in finals definitely needs to get over it. The swimmers that deserves a spot are the swimmers that swam the fastest in prelims, regardless of age or where they live. If they are eligible to swim in the meet, they should be eligible to swim finals as well.
...but Kirk that means little Timmy or Suzy might not be the all conquering hero that gets to be number 1 that their parent's have raised them to believe they deserve...we're all winners...they are no wrong answers...there is no such thing as negative consequences...ad nostradamusum
Anyone who complains about another swimmer "taking their kid's spot" in finals definitely needs to get over it. The swimmers that deserves a spot are the swimmers that swam the fastest in prelims, regardless of age or where they live. If they are eligible to swim in the meet, they should be eligible to swim finals as well.
...but Kirk that means little Timmy or Suzy might not be the all conquering hero that gets to be number 1 that their parent's have raised them to believe they deserve...we're all winners...they are no wrong answers...there is no such thing as negative consequences...ad nostradamusum