Summer Swimming
By Debra Holland
I was a competitive swimmer until I was 20, then worked as a lifeguard and swim coach into my twenties. I know I’m happiest when I’m in the water. Near it is good, too-- either on it in a boat, or looking at water from a house or restaurant.
Three years ago, I started dating Don, who has a beautiful lagoon pool in his backyard. It’s private, surrounded by tall pine trees, and bushes cloak the fence. I loved being able to stroll out the door, and step into the pool, with or without wearing a bathing suit.
Although at first, I encountered a few problems. It was impossible to take more than a few strokes without hitting a rock. So I adapted. I found the dog paddle actually is more strenuous than I thought. Really works the triceps. I also like hanging on a rock and doing scissor kicks. Or, I’ll tread water, then float on my back, head up (to miss the rocks) and using my arms in a finning motion.
This summer, we’d had workmen fixing a hidden leak. Don also changed the “beach” so instead of a step up to the water level, it flows to the edge of the sidewalk. That meant, all summer I couldn’t swim. I missed the pool SO much!
FINALLY, yesterday the water was back in the pool, cleaned, and ready to use. I skimmed the leaves and flowers off the surface, then plunged in. I wish I could put in words how peaceful it is to swim in a lagoon pool. Water trickles off the rocks of the jacuzzi into the pool, sounding like a musical meditation. The breeze plucks bougainvillea blossoms off the overhanging bushes, tossing them into the water, then sets them floating around me. I feel like I’m on a tropical vacation, a perfect get-away from stress.
Although at first, I encountered a few problems. It was impossible to take more than a few strokes without hitting a rock. So I adapted. I found the dog paddle actually is more strenuous than I thought. Really works the triceps. I also like hanging on a rock and doing scissor kicks. Or, I’ll tread water, then float on my back, head up (to miss the rocks) and using my arms in a finning motion.
This summer, we’d had workmen fixing a hidden leak. Don also changed the “beach” so instead of a step up to the water level, it flows to the edge of the sidewalk. That meant, all summer I couldn’t swim. I missed the pool SO much!FINALLY, yesterday the water was back in the pool, cleaned, and ready to use. I skimmed the leaves and flowers off the surface, then plunged in. I wish I could put in words how peaceful it is to swim in a lagoon pool. Water trickles off the rocks of the jacuzzi into the pool, sounding like a musical meditation. The breeze plucks bougainvillea blossoms off the overhanging bushes, tossing them into the water, then sets them floating around me. I feel like I’m on a tropical vacation, a perfect get-away from stress.
Yesterday, I also discovered something new ... lying on the “beach” either on my back or stomach made for perfect lounging. I was partially submerged, so my body stayed cool, and I was very comfortable. As I rested, soaking up the sun, I really tried to focus on being in the moment and letting my head clear. Sometimes, I actually succeeded!
Oh, the joy of being in the water.
How about you? Do you like the water?
Oh, the joy of being in the water.
How about you? Do you like the water?
Labels: lagoon pools, summer swimming
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