Human condition: Swimming satisfies my need to be successful | Entertainment / Life


My friends, who are huge tennis fans, schedule games every Monday. Often they also play on other days, in the middle of lunches and parties.

I’m happy for them, but I wish I could join them on the courts. Unfortunately, I have absolutely no hand-eye coordination, which is what tennis demands.

Unfortunately, my parents learned of this fact quite early in my life.

They experimented with all types of sports, art, drama and music classes, trying to find an activity that I enjoyed both and with some success. Honestly, I tried.

Six years of piano still found me in volume 2, while the clarinet lessons really hurt my head. In dance lessons (jazz, tap, ballet, hula and baton), I was always behind the other performers. Private singing lessons were successful, but I was generally the second choice for productions.

When I was 11, I had put on a few extra pounds, so my parents put me on the swim team. Not just a local club team. Oh no, a top-notch team that competed nationally and cost them a small fortune, which was quite a commitment for my parent school educators.

Wow! I loved competitive swimming and won ribbons, medals and other prizes. Perfect!

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Long story short, in this seventh decade of my life, I am still swimming competitively. Of course, I lost a bit of speed, but the shots are still healthy.

Thank goodness for swimming. During the pandemic, two of the swimming pools I use remained open. And we haven’t had any issues with the coronavirus.

While tennis is very social, swimming is private. In high school, I read “Long Distance Loneliness” and mentally changed the title to “Swimmer”.

The blue line that centers my way is my confidant. I share my happiness, fears, and concerns with the line, and it provides answers and encouragement. The blue line accepts my weaknesses and never reprimands.

I am grateful to swim and hope my body will keep me going for another decade or two.

Meanwhile, the Blue Line and I have a lot to talk about.

– Tope lives in Baton Rouge

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