Swimming

This year I joined the swim team.  I like it a lot but for some reason the coach decided to make winter break the hardest practices of the year and even instated two-a-days.  Needless to say this made my liking of swim team go down a bit and even made me think of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.  Every morning I would roll out of bed, drive to Wembley and try to avoid going in the freezing pool.  Much like Bromden would hid in the closets to avoid EST, I would prolong jumping into the frigid water by taking my time in the locker room and slowly gathering my kickboard and goggles.  Once I took the plunge in I entered into a literal fog from the chlorine and begin the long two hour practice.  I simply do swim team for fun and am not a great swimmer so usually my lane and I get through practices with little notice from the coaches, like how Bromden could seem invisible.  However, over winter break the assistant coach, who reminds me greatly of the black boys, took a liking to my lane.  He would stand behind it and yell at us to swim faster and to watch the clock.  During practice I zone out and go into my own little world, such as Bromden’s fog, not thinking about anything and relaxing.  But somehow over break I became the lane leader and reluctantly needed to pull myself out of this unconscious fog and keep track of the laps we swam.  After the grueling practices we then moved onto the worst part, yoga.  Every Monday and Friday we did an hour of yoga, dripping wet from swimming, on the cold cement near the pool with a professional yoga instructor.  This woman reminds me of the Big Nurse.  She keeps a calm voice and straight face as she calls out the many poses in a soothing voice.  However, every time she breaks this calm exterior, yells at us briefly, then composes herself again.  One day my friend and I decided to not conform to doing it so we sat in the back and chatted but then got yelled at until we did the ridiculous poses.  After these practices I felt exhausted and would just go home and collapse, too tired to care about anything.  These practices made me very annoyed with swim team however I still do like it and look forward to her easing up, hopefully soon.