Since learning to swim, I have become an advocate for others who want to feel more at ease, especially in the deep end. I feel immense joy when previously hesitant swimmers, both adults and teens, refuse to get out of the pool at the end of class, having found comfort in a space that once...
As I glide back and forth in the pool, lap after lap, I relax into the rhythm of the water against my skin. The water is just right—neither too hot nor too cold—and I marvel at the ease of my strokes. Beneath me, the cobalt blue lines stand out against the white pool floor, steady...
Today I dove twelve feet down to the bottom of the pool to retrieve a ten-pound brick. I’m required to be able to do this, without goggles, as part of my training to become a swim instructor. Many times before, I made the attempt unsuccessfully and resurfaced early without the brick. Moving through the blurry,...
One Caribbean friend packed her bag and headed home on November 3rd. That day, faced with packing her suitcases for her months-long stay with family, my friend appreciated having an extra hour of daylight-saving time, but more important, she rejoiced knowing that she would be out of town, and in the tropics when the days would...
