In swimming lessons on Tuesday, a crazy thing happened: I swam! In deep water! And not only did I swim in deep water, I treaded water, in the middle of the pool, far away from the safety of the wall!
One of the women in my class asked the teacher if we could practice in deep water that day. The rest of us looked at her like she was nuts. But as it turns out, we had been swimming back and forth across the pool successfully for the last several weeks, so what difference did it make when the water was deep? It reminded me a bit of first learning to ride a bike – you’re a bit wobbly at first, but before you know it, you’re off riding down the street with the other kids.
At the end of the lesson, I had a strong urge to shout “look at me swimming!” to anyone who would listen. That’s a quote from Piglet, of course, in Chapter 8 of Winnie-the-Pooh:
Look at me swimming!
“Look at me swimming!” squeaked Roo from the middle of his pool… ”Did you see me swimming?” squeaked Roo excitedly, while Kanga scolded him and rubbed him down.
“Pooh, did you see me swimming? That’s called swimming, what I was doing. Rabbit, did you see what I was doing? Swimming. Hallo, Piglet! I say, Piglet! What do you think I was doing! Swimming! Christopher Robin, did you see me–”
I think I need to repeat this performance at least once before I get too confident, but still! Swimming!