You guys. YOU GUYS! Guess who has two thumbs and can now do a honest-to-goodness big-girl dive?
So yeah, I had swimming last night and I’m starting to sound like a broken record but I really, really like it. My freestyle is starting to make more sense to me, and I worked on refining and speeding up my backstroke. I think I swam the most laps in one sitting than I ever have. If only I could find more time to practice during the week, I think I could start adding “getting in shape” to the “learn new skills” part of swimming.
And since it was a smaller class last night, I got to do some one-on-one work on my diving, too. We reviewed what I had started to do in my last class, and I did a few kneeling dives. Then my instructor showed me how to do the “stand at the side of the pool, kick up your back leg and jump out into the pool and dive” dive. With no part of me crouching or touching the side of the pool, other than my right foot, this felt like a Real Actual Dive. My first attempt? Totally bellyflopped it. But about ten tries later I was getting the hang of it. Why is going headfirst into water such a scary thing to me? Your guess is as good as mine, I have no idea. But I did it! More than once! Go me! My new secret goal is to dive off of the starting block.
And THEN, when I was getting ready to leave the pool, I spotted an Olympic rings tattoo on the back of another swimmer. And really, there’s only two types of people who would get Olympic rings tattoos: 1) actual Olympians, or 2) douchebags. The guy looked a little familiar, so I wondered if he were in the former group. I tried to do the “I’m not looking at you but really I am” stealth stalking and then proceeded to spend about an hour Googling, both at the Y on my phone and when I got home. I think it was diver Thomas Finchum there in the pool with me.
So how cool is that, to have an Olympic diver in the pool the night I got over my fear and did some big-girl diving? This can only mean one thing: the U.S. Olympic committee has gotten wind of my lessons and is sending out scouts to recruit me. That has to be it, right? I mean, it wouldn’t be that he was just there working out with a friend or anything. As if.
So I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I’m preeetttttttty sure this is happening: