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This week, Krista, momstown's running mama, gives thanks to her mom this week as she recalls her early experience with fitness and adventure.
When I was 10 years old, people called me FISH – if I could have, I would have lived in the lake or pool, not much could get me out of the water. We didn’t even have a pool in our backyard, I grew up swimming in Lake Huron and our summers were spent at our trailer where pools were my first stop on arrival.
I still love to swim, I'm not 100% sure if it is because in the water I still feel like that 10 year old FISH with not a care in the world, however I think it is more likely mixed in with my need to exercise. When I am swimming, it doesn’t feel like a workout or hurt like a 16km run does – heck, I have even crazy enough to race in the open water to feed my competitive spirit!
But I didn’t always feel like a strong swimmer, like most kids my mom dutifully enrolled me in swimming lessons each summer at the town pool. She would line up on an early Saturday in June to secure my spot at the only pool in my small town (no online registration system back then!). My mom is not a swimmer, oh she can doggie paddle effortlessly, but she is the type of person who refuses to step into a boat without a life jacket on! My mom loves being around the water and it was a priority for her that both my sister and I would to learn to swim.
I can remember it clearly, I had mastered the “water bob” – no fear of putting my face in the water. I could jump in, no problem and I could happily shriek the motor boat song with my other 5 year old swimmers in class – but you could NOT get me to backwards float. Nope, I wasn’t trusting the water to hold me up, frontwards floating was not an issue, but I was sure on my back I would sink. This meant I wasn’t going to pass, graduating from lessons on the stairs to where my big sister had her lessons wasn’t even enough of a motivator to get me to back float.
It was my non-swimming mom that convinced me just to try, she brought me to the pool everyday, there was no discussion of failing or quitting, never did she pressure me or compare me to other kids ... all she focused on was getting me keep trying on my own and practicing what I was learning. I figured it out finally the day before my last summer lesson, I was so very proud of myself – I happily surprised my swim instructor on the last day and passed my class! My mom taught me some important lessons growing up and this was a lesson in the importance of keeping trying and practicing. However, I think it was building confidence that I could figure out how to do it on my own that was the most important thing she taught me that summer – I think that is truly one of the amazing gifts participating in sports can give a young child still today.
Fast forward 30 years, my youngest loves the water but you think I can get her to back float? This summer, I just need to apply what my own mom taught me - believe in her, keep giving her the opportunity to try and most importantly, the space to figure it out on her own!
Thank you mom, for both the life lessons you taught me (look forward to passing on to next generation) and for allowing me to find the joy of swimming!