The Fight or Flight Response – interesting take on what all swimmers probably deal with
Last night, I couldn’t swim.
Okay, technically that’s not true. My arms moved. I rotated. I did something with my legs, maybe, and I managed to breathe.
I knew before going in that it was going to be “that kind” of swim day.
My nerves were as engaged as my core even before I got in the car.
Sometimes, you just know it. There’s a feeling inside you, which may, of course, be a cycle of self-defeating energy.
Sometimes, you just don’t have the swimmer inside of you.
And if I’m truly honest, I have to admit that the swimmer doubt, the swimmer insecurity, the “what if I can’t”, is a part of every single time I swim.
I have been swimming with my incredible team for nearly 14 years.
And yet, every single time I know I have to head to practice, I reconsider.
There are a million other…
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