-Coach Erik
Swimming is hard work. Even when your swimmer isn’t working
hard, it’s hard work. Meaning, a cold can affect her performance at
practice. A bad day at school cannot
always be diffused by drills in the pool.
And, being thrown a Now or Later in the midst of chlorinated peers
doesn’t always rejuvenate fatigued muscles. As a parent, you are the driver to
practice and meets, the pasta boiler and the cheerleader. You keep old heat sheets and religiously
videotape swims and post ribbons on the refrigerator. But, you are not the one
doing the work in the pool.
Fast forward to the next meet.
This race is her specialty. Striving for a personal best.
Not in an outside lane, thank goodness. She’s on the blocks, lucky goggles on.
Muscles taught - she looks like a rubberband ball of muscles. The gun goes off with a crack! Breathing is
there, head position correct. Perfect
turn and streamline off the wall.
Focused. Yet, speed is illusive.
She finishes strong, but not the personal best hoped for.
She comes up into the bleachers chewing on her goggle
strap. So forlorn. And what does her
loving mother say? “What is the matter?
What happened? What the heck - were you even trying? “ She bursts into tears
and yells, “I did try hard. I did. Could you do that?” And down the bleachers
she flees.
Your heart drops. Remember. You are not the one doing the work in the pool. You are the love, the warmth, and the keeper of all things sacred – lucky goggles, lucky snacks, pasta boiler, and more. You are support.
Right on!
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