I am grateful to whoever invented the rubber tube. It saved my life in the swimming pool the other day. The swimming classes are coming to an end in a few days from now. I am one among the best 4 learners so far, according to own statistics. Ok, one of the girls has been coming for quite sometime and she admitted that it is her fourth attempt in learning how to swim. Therefore, I am one among the 3 best as I said, according to my own statistics.
I prayed that the other learners be shapeless so that I can wear the swimsuit without feeling conscious. God answered my prayers with a pinch of salt. Some of the learners are as shapeless as possible but some of them have got striking figures. Anyway, the consciousness vanished once we entered the swimming pool, the first day itself. We are a bevy of girls kicking, splashing water and tugging at each other in the name of swimming, all in the shallow end.
It has got lots to do with how you control your breathing that I thought I should attend yoga classes to learn swimming. I have managed to cross the breadth of the pool atleast. (21 mtrs). So my take away from this class is that swimming has got to do with Yoga and to believe in the power-the power of the rubber tube.