Family Swim Day
Tuesday, February 28th, 2012
Sam’s new gym has a pool. While I loathe the idea of having a gym membership, she’d never workout in the cold winter so being a gym rat is her main option. It also means that she has a chance to return to her swimmer roots from +15 years ago and is jumping into the pool to do some laps again.
Except that my little grasshopper has a few things to learn. During her first trip to the pool (without me), she couldn’t tell why people were giving her funny looks. She has awful eyesight, so without glasses or contacts, she had no idea that the protective stickers were still on the front of the lens. We both got a good chuckle out of that one when I showed her. 
Sunday is “family swim day” at her pool where the whole family can swim for free if anyone is a member. (Totally meant for families with little kids, but we’ve got the same last name now, so I’m taking advantage of it.) It is REALLY rare that Sam ever has me workout with her (because we are both super competitive) and even RARER that she asks me for advice on workout stuff. Needless to say, I was really surprised when she asked me to come and critique her form and help give her a swim workout plan. I didn’t ask questions, I just jumped in and started watching.
I’ve seen her swim a million times, but I’ve never actually seen her freestyle technique before. I’m not sure why, but I always just assumed that she had really good form. She didn’t disappoint. I was able to quickly notice some small ways that she could improve her rotation, arm entry and body position. I was only only impressed by her form after so long out of the pool, but my knowledge in how to break down people’s swim stroke. (Am I becoming a swimmer?) I did my best not to overwhelm her and give her one tip to work on at at time.
After a quick shower, we regrouped in the lobby and headed out to the car. Sam was quick to note that now we had swam, ran AND biked together. This, coming from the girl who for years has been content hanging on the sidelines, taking pictures and cheering during races. It has only taken my 8.5 years, but I think I’m slowly starting to wear her down. Maybe in another 8.5 years she’ll toe the line and do a triathlon with me.
Even if she never does race with me, family swim day made me a proud husband.
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