In case you don't want to read my novel, I joined my nationally ranked, college swim team my jr year of college without having ever swam competitively. I basically learned how to survive drowning those first few weeks, lol.
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Journaling: I really can’t say where the idea came from; in retrospect, I would have to say it came from the Lord, but at the time, I just “decided” that I wanted to be a swimmer. Did I know that OBU had a nationally ranked swim team? No. Did I know anybody personally who was on the swim team? No. Had I ever swam competitively before in my life? No. Yet at the start of my junior year of college, I joined the swim team. I remember pacing the dorm room the day of the interest meeting, thinking how stupid this idea was, yet feeling some how compelled to go...
I spent those first two weeks of practice in absolute agony; I like to say I learned how to
drown during that time. I really had no idea what I was getting into; it was pure torture; my
body was ripped apart as we {gasp} ran bleachers, lifted weights and then swam 2 hours each day.
But I couldn’t quit; before I had been nobody to the swimmer, but now I would be the girl that quit, and so I begged the Lord to give me the strength I needed each day and he did--no more, lol, but no less, either. Somehow I survived; I even swam in college level races and actually scored points {okay, so they
do give points for last place sometimes.} But that decision, that random, unexpected, and yes, sometimes stupid decision to join the swim team changed me and shaped the rest of my college experience. My senior year I had the honor of being the captain and being elected Outstanding Senior. Coach Dann even said that his proudest moment was when I beat my goal time at Conference. But the
friendships I made those 2 years are irreplaceable, and I am so grateful I didn’t quit, and so thankful for those memories as a “swimmer”.
