Greetings Friends: It takes a lot of energy to be a chicken. For some reason the thought of doing a 400 yard swim in the Gulf of Mexico at Fort DeSoto, Florida was causing me more anxiety than I can even describe. I did this mock tri last year and asked Clark to take me. I did OK last year. I wore my wet suit. I did not drown. I have been taking a few stroke development classes recently that really helped me. For some reason though my emotions were out of control. I broke down and cried at the Thursday Strider run. Ugh! Even today on the way there I was gasping for air before we even arrived. Show time. Clark reassured me that he would be right there by me. Off we went and I rounded the first buoy. Swim, swim, huffing and puffing . “I want to go in now!” I wailed!! Clark said, OK. As we headed for shore he encouraged me to try to swim like I was at the YMCA. I managed to calm down enough to put my face in the water for a few strokes. More encouragement from Clark and I noticed two other ladies had bailed out of the swim course. It appears there was a little flock of chickens. Clark became a volunteer swim angel. As the three swimmers with Clark’s guidance and encouragement neared the second buoy I decided I could go around it and swim in like the rest of the swimmers. It is an awful feeling to be afraid. It is a awesome feeling to make a little progress in swimming. Thank you, Clark and Marie Grubb and Aaron Jett for cheering me in. Whew!
Confessions of a Chicken
September 30, 2016 by admin • Uncategorized • Tags: 2018 Goals, Active Living, Arthritis Exercise, Diet, Exercise, Exercise for Back Pain, Fitness, Goals, Health, Health and Wellness, Health Wellness, Hurricane Michael, Nutrition, Personal Training, Resolutions, Running, Sadness, Swimming Workouts, Training, Triathalon, Try Something New, Vision, Walking, Weight Loss, Wellness, Workout, Workouts • 0 Comments