A tribute to swimming

A tribute to swimming

Swimming has not been in my life for a long time. I mean, I have been swimming doing the breaststroke since I was a child, but it was first in 2012 that I started to learn the freestroke. And with that I started to swim more, with better technique and also for longer distances. But due to circumstances I almost stopped swimming in late 2014 (I guess moving to China was a part of it) and have not really picked it up again after that.

Getting back on track
I started to swim a little bit in Arambol when my coughing got better. Since then it has been a daily practice to enjoy the warm ocean. At first it felt a bit awkward as I haven’t been swimming in a long time. But today it was there. The flow!

When I relaxed, I found that beautiful feeling where I can glide through the water almost effortlessly. Everything just worked. My body felt streamlined, the breathing was easy and my arms quietly entered the water again and again. When just resting in the rocking motion and the feeling of weightlessness, time almost stopped to exist and I just kept on going following the stretch of the long beach. Before I knew it, I had covered almost a kilometre without having the need for a pause. And it felt so good.

Swimming meditation
With the relaxed body came also a relaxed mind and I suddenly felt just at peace with everything in that moment. I felt privileged to be able to swim in a warm ocean wearing bikini instead of in a cold dark lake wearing a wetsuit. I felt gratitude to my swim coach who taught me to swim so that people do thumbs up when I come back up at the beach (ok, not daily but it has happened at least twice) and to my former swimrun partner who taught me to sight properly while swimming so I no longer have to swim in zigzag. And I felt thankful over all the amazing people I have met through swimming, one of them being a soul mate and her incredible family (the video of us two syncro swimming is as far as I know the one and only youtube clip I am in). What an amazing start of the day. Imagine what a little bit of swimming can do for my soul.

“Swimming is a confusing sport, because sometime you do it for fun, and other times you do it to not die. And when I’m swimming, sometimes I’m not sure which one it is.”
/Demetri Martin

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