By the way, the deepest pool we have in my home city is 13 feet deep, good enough for diving lessons since it is equipped with a springboard. After l successfully swam towards the shallow end of the pool, l realized that the actual depth of the water makes no difference. If l didn’t overcome my fear of drowning, l could have said “sayonara” to sport competition such as an aquathlon.
I may have stopped joining aquathlon competitions, but swimming has been part of my workouts. Running is best for cardio. Swimming is best for the muscle. I do both. Yes, when legs are sore and aching from pounding the roads, swimming is my therapy. Thus, finding myself in another aquathlon competition after five years is in itself exciting.
As competition neared, l got sick. It was may be caused by stress at work. l suffered a mild cough and a runny nose, common cold symptoms. Did try natural remedies by getting a good night’s rest, drinking lots of liquids, and eating congee with herbs. Thanks to the advice of a friend. Prescription was also considered. Of course, l didn’t forget the power of prayer. So when l woke up early Sunday, though still feeling a bit wobbly, l noticed that my cough has stopped somehow.
I arrived at the venue with enough time to claim my race kit, and for the arm and leg number markings. l just stayed at the audience area to prepare my stuff while waiting for my Wave to be announced. At the same time looking forward to the arrival of my choirmates, a first time for them to see me compete.
l had the feeling of déja vu when our Wave was finally called. There was supposed to be 13 of us in our wave, but two or three didn’t make it. A quick race briefing followed. Then the dreaded countdown. I had a good head start when almost halfway in the lane l suddenly stopped. I thought l heard someone calling me to stop and go back. As l was about to turn around that was when l saw my fellow competitors coming towards me.
Until next time!
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