Out of curiosity, what brought you to swim?
I'm a fitness swimmer now and do OW races for fun. I began swimming as an alternative to running, I had taken a swim class in college that demonstrated routines and corrected my form enough to do well without getting frustrated or feel intimidated. When I had trouble running I would go swim instead. I began swimming regularly to train for the Long beach triathlon years ago. Now I enjoy swimming just as much as running...it's a new challenge as well as a great stress release for me. I'm just finishing up my credential and will be transitioning from a career in IT to teaching, which means that i'll be open to joining a masters team soon! Wohoo!
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Why did you start?
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My parents put me in swim lessons when I was about 5 or 6; I worked my way very quickly through the beginner, intermediate, and advanced lessons. At that point, the last "lesson" was in survival swimming-- I was by far the youngest in the class. I still crack up when I see pictures that my grandma took of us when we had our "final exam." We had to make a life preserver out of our jeans. (I faintly remember that everyone in the class was tall enough to stand in the water, while I had to tread water the entire time-- which seemed like an eternity but I did it!)
After the survival class, the only option was swim team. The coach for the swim team affiliated with the pool where I took lessons had invited me to join, but at the time I was intimidated because the members of the team were so much older than me so I declined. I always regretted it though, and about a year or two later I told my mom I wanted to join. I attended open tryouts and made it. Practiced and competed on the swim team through 6th grade (age 12), after which I quit to do gymnastics, and now here I am in Masters! (Attorney by day.)
My parents put me in swim lessons when I was about 5 or 6; I worked my way very quickly through the beginner, intermediate, and advanced lessons. At that point, the last "lesson" was in survival swimming-- I was by far the youngest in the class. I still crack up when I see pictures that my grandma took of us when we had our "final exam." We had to make a life preserver out of our jeans. (I faintly remember that everyone in the class was tall enough to stand in the water, while I had to tread water the entire time-- which seemed like an eternity but I did it!)
After the survival class, the only option was swim team. The coach for the swim team affiliated with the pool where I took lessons had invited me to join, but at the time I was intimidated because the members of the team were so much older than me so I declined. I always regretted it though, and about a year or two later I told my mom I wanted to join. I attended open tryouts and made it. Practiced and competed on the swim team through 6th grade (age 12), after which I quit to do gymnastics, and now here I am in Masters! (Attorney by day.)
