…such has been my swimming technique: take a deep breath, plunge my head under and swim for 3 or 4 strokes, come up for air, and start again. It got me up and down thirty or forty lengths but it was far from the most elegant.
I don’t know, probably because I’ve known for more than a decade that my technique has been wanting, but today I looked about more, observing the technique of people doing breast stroke properly. I tried taking more breaths, keeping my head up(-ish) and breathing after 1 or 2 strokes, and crucially keeping my rhythm going rather than stopping each time. It was in a curious way both hard work and easier. On the one hand I was able to turn at the deep end faster, on the other I began to feel muscles I hadn’t felt before — I think perhaps I should have been.
I feel good. I feel exercised. I feel like I’ve been swimming. I’m sure it’s done me good.
Hee hee. You sound like me doing the front crawl – I’ve always been too embarrassed to find out how to do it properly.
I’ve always been proud of my breaststroke technique, though (taught to me by my father, who had me perfecting my strokes on the coffee table!).
he he! Now that would be fun to see…
Must remember to mention to Rachel that if she ever needs bribery against her mum to have a hunt round the attic for pictures of said family photos! *evil grin*
Believe me, there are far worse photos available!