Two Saturdays ago, our plan was to go on a 7 mile run, then swim at the neighborhood pool for a little while. We left the house around 8:30am and ran 7 miles. Once we were back home, we changed into our swimming suits and decided to walk to the pool, approximately 1 mile from the house. It was my understanding the pool opened at 10am on Saturdays. We arrived at the pool and were informed that, because it was still preseason, the pool did not open until noon on Saturdays. So we walked the one mile back to the house. All of this running and walking was making us hungry, we decided to go to Chipotle for lunch. This would give us enough time to eat and get back to the pool before it got too late and too crowded. After lunch, we drove back to the pool, handed the lifeguard our pool passes, and we were in. I put my bag on a chair, and headed to the restroom. When I got back to the chair to take off my swimsuit coverup, the lifeguard blew the whistle for everyone to get out of the pool due to lightening. It began raining, so we called it a day and headed home.
The next day, Sunday, Nick and I took the dogs for a walk and were going to swim at 1pm when the pool opened. We put on our swimming suits, and again decided to walk the 1 mile to the pool. There was a cloud overhead, but to our east, so I wasn’t too concerned about it because the forecast showed a storm system coming from the west. We arrived at the pool and stood in line to go in. And then it began to rain. Nick and I decided not to wait for it to blow over, because now the big storm cloud was overhead. We began walking back home in the rain. About a 1/4 mile in, the skies opened up and the rain was pouring down. We finally made it home and were soaked from head to toe. Once in the house, we changed into dry clothes, and noticed the rain had stopped and the sun was out. Because the pool wasn’t officially open, we wouldn’t be able to swim during the week, so we made plans to go to our friend’s pool the following Sunday.
This past Sunday we drove to our friends, Felicia and Gary’s house to swim at their neighborhood pool. We made it to the pool around 12:30pm and were the first ones there, so we had the pool all to ourselves, at least for a little while. Because neither Nick or I have never swam competitively, Gary gave us a few pointers on our freestyle. We were there approximately 20 minutes, and it began to rain. Good grief, we can’t catch a break! Luckily, it was just a little rain shower and obvious that it would blow over shortly. We stayed in the pool, patiently waiting for the rain to pass over and soon the sky was clear again.
Swimming is hard. I didn’t realize how out of practice I was at swimming. I learned to swim as a child, but never swam laps or anything of that sort before. I thought it would be just like riding a bike, something you never forget how to do. I was wrong. There are so many things to concentrate on – your stroke, your kick, your head, your body positioning, your breathing, etc. I was a little overwhelmed and glad Gary was there to help guide me. Nick and I immediately realized that we will need much more practice in the pool than we originally anticipated.