26/08/2026
After an enforced six week holiday, I finally got to continue with my swimming lessons last night. Went with a heavy heart because I now know I have to give up on my dream to do my exams and obtain my diploma before the end of the year. Also, we jumped right into the hardest part of the course, freestyle (borstcrawl) and backstroke where technique matters a lot more than strength. Last time I was here I had to be told repeatedly during frog kicks: “Anesca! Toes!”He means I have to point my toes outwards before kicking. So last night while my instructor, who is from Afghanistan, is watching me and about to say something, I said: Yes, I know, toes.” But then he said: “Actually, I came to say you’re doing so excellent.” And you know it’s mos everything when you get a gold star from the teacher.☺️
