High School Swimming Research Paper

I was woken up by the repetitive buzz of my alarm clock. In a daze at 5:07am, I considered hitting the snooze button, but I surrendered to the morning and got out of bed. It was time for swim practice. After driving in the pitch black for 22 minutes to school and getting ready for practice, I entered the pool area where the fragrance of chlorine filled my lungs, raised me out of my dreary state, and filled me with an unexplainable blend of comfort and anticipation.
This ritual is a key part of my high school life. Swimming has been my sport of choice for as long as I can remember. Although I’ve been a member of the varsity swim team throughout high school, I didn’t start my journey as a top-notch swimmer. The first time I tried to learn how to swim was 11 years ago on a beautiful morning in June. The Hinsdale town pool was holding tryouts to invite young swimmers to join the pool’s swim club. I had always seen my older brother and sister swim and realized how cool it would be to be able to swim, so my sights were set on earning my place on the club. Confidently, I strolled into the check-in area and confirmed my spot in the tryouts. “This’ll be a piece of cake!” I thought to myself. I would soon learn how wrong I was. …show more content…
I lined up next to my friends behind the diving blocks. I was ready to show everyone that I could be just as cool as my brother and sister. My friends dove off the blocks and swam to the other side, followed by cheers and applause from the parents. I stepped up confidently onto the diving block and awaited the signal to start. “Take your mark! Go!” Time seemed to slow down as the rush of adrenaline flooded my veins, and I sprang off the block. The dive was flawless, the entry unmatched, but there was one fatal flaw in my plan: I forgot I didn’t know how to swim