Last night, Master took me to the pool.. To practice rotary breathing. I did not want to go. I was feeling very awful and like I really don’t want to try anymore, but Master wants me to swim, and I want to please him – so I donned my swim suit, and we went to the rec center.
As this doesn’t count as a workout for me at the moment, Master wasn’t getting a workout there either. He jumped into the swim lanes, and he did not rush me. He had me do bobs (bouncing up and down in the water, making sure to get the top of your head wet, and popping out of the water to breathe), and then he had me hold onto the wall and practice rotary breathing. God, I felt so stupid. We were in the only free swim lane, and on my left, there were three lanes of high schoolers who were members of the swim team. They were swimming at speed all the way down and back, three or four swimmers to a lane. Not only that, but they were doing the rotary breathing perfectly. On my right, were a bunch of young kids, less than ten years old, and they were learning rotary breathing too. They kept staring at me, and some of the children were diving under to watch me. I could see them because I was wearing my goggles.
“I feel stupid.” I told Master.
“Just do it, Kitty.”
I sighed. I held on to the wall, and I practiced breathing and lifting an arm out of the water. After I “mastered” that (it’s not super hard if you hold onto a wall, I mean, I was standing up straight in three foot deep water), Master gave me a kick board, and we started a very slow, fiddly crawl down the length of the lane.
I choked, and coughed, and swallowed so much water. But, Master was very encouraging, and I felt very happy to have him swimming right beside me. I was still embarrassed. I think it took me about thirty minutes to go down and back along the lane a total of three times each direction. But, I kept having to stop because I was choking, etc. I’m sure I will get this eventually, but in the meantime, Master swimming with me and helping me with technique is a very welcome thing. I don’t feel so alone, or hopeless when he is right there.
The last set of laps we did, Master told me to forget about the breathing, and just practice my flutter kicks.
“Do you know why I want you to practice your flutter kicks, Kitty?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because you look so cute with the kick board.”
Ha! I’m so lucky he loves me. =^.~=