Okay so yesterday at swim practice we were being timed for our events that we wanted to swim.
Before my injury i was the schools best butterflyer. I was going to CIF this year.
But then i broke my collarbone... i couldnt play water polo and i was out of the water for a very long time. so i wasnt building my endurance in the pool... plus i missed playing waterpolo and swimming.. ask my mom i was a very grumpy girl.
But my doctor kept refusing to let me swim, even though i was with out my sling by the 3rd week, i know it was by God that i healed as well and as quickly as i did.
He was afraid i was going to fall on the pool deck and rebreak my collarbone... HEY i know im a klutz... but jeez thats a little insulting.
So anyway i got timed for the 100 fly yesterday and i was swimming by myself. no one else in the pool to egg me on. It was all on me. Everyone was cheering people were surrounding the pool... They all wanted me to do well,
My coach made me promise the first sign of pain i would stop lol
i promised
The first 50 i flew... literally.
nothing could touch me i was hauling so fast..
the next 25 i slowed a little, getting my rythm half way through thats when i felt it, the adrelene was done and i felt the burning of my muscles the slowness of my pull and kick
the last 25 was torture... i had never been so tired. but i finished. and when i hit the wall, my coach had the look of dis belief on his face, and a BIG o' grin came on. It was the look of hope and WE ARE GOING TO TAKE LEAGUE and he said ty: 1:18....
I screamed with joy and sank in the water... needless to say i had exceeded my expectation.
See, i was swimming better than my 1st race last season... SO CIF here i COME!!!!!
only 8 seconds to be dropped... and im golden!