“Water was something he loved, something he respected. He understood its beauty and its dangers. He talked about swimming as if it were a way of life.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
We moved to Woodland Hills, CA when I was 2 or 3 I suppose. It was a corner house, with a pool. I have no memory of the house in Santa Barbara, save a few old photos. The house on Sylvan still owns a big chunk of my heart, and I still drive by once in a while to check in on her. My parents got me swimming lessons when I was about 2, at a pool that no longer exists on Topanga Canyon Blvd. How fortuitous that the man who taught me to swim, would later become my swim coach. Alan Weiss changed my life is so many ways.
I have three siblings. We are all at least five years apart. My older brother, Tom, always was a bit of a rebel. I’ll save that for another story. My parents decided to place me in Catholic school. So, from 1st Grade through 12th Grade, I attended first Saint Bernardine’s of Sienna, then Louisville High School. I wish my parents were still alive, I could ask more questions about the decision, however, at the time, the topic was not up for discussion.
To this day, I remember my first grade teacher, Sister Mary Virgina . My best friend in first grade and for many years to come was Kathleen Koper. If my memory serves me correctly, this was a direct result of our mothers signing us up for the swim team. It’s one of those odd memories that stuck in my head, I can still remember that day. I eventually signed up for a swim team with at the same pool on Topanga where I learned to swim. Dave Adair was the coach then, and the team was Woodland Hills Swim Club. (I’m quite sure if my memory fails, one of my former team members will advise me of the correct name). Time passed and WHSC merged with Alan Weiss’ team and we became Aquarius. I always loved that name, since I am born in February.
Swimming taught me so many different things. Perseverance. Dedication. Commitment. Meditation. I swam into late high school. My best events were the mile, the 500 free and the 200 butterfly. The truth was that I either never had the talent, or just didn’t have the competitive edge to really excel. All too often, my times in workout were not far off of those in the swim meet. Swimming was my life, but I once missed an event while chatting to someone in the rest room at the old Belmont pool in Long Beach. I had friends go to the Olympics, regulars at the NCAAs. I had friends become coaches. I have friends who I have been proud to see their children go onto the Olympics. I, on the other had didn’t believe I had what it took. I will never forget the day I went in to tell Coach Weiss that I was quitting. The agony.
Even after I quit competing, I never lost my love for swimming. I taught my children to swim as babies. I periodically swam for pleasure and sport, but recently I decided to get back into the pool. I had been marinating on it for a long time. I had actually joined a YMCA based on it’s pool and hours that met my basic needs. However, it was the passing of a long-time friend and swim mate, Brian Roney, along with finding a podcast by an ultra-athlete Rich Roll that made me buy a new suit and goggles and take it a bit more seriously. To be clear, by seriously I mean actually get off my arse and go swim, to do a minimum of a mile before throwing in the towel and waddling back to my desk.
I can say I am impressed by the new goggles. I bought myself a pair of Speedo Vanquisher goggles, they actually have bridge adjusters to ensure a better fit. Key fact for me, they are comfortable and only periodically need to be emptied. I also found what I consider to be my not-so-secret weapon, a waterproof iPod. The damn thing is genius. I sometimes put music on, but lately it’s been all about the podcasts.
I know I’m late to this game. Hey, I’m fifty-four, but I only just started listening to podcasts. I found Rich Roll via my listening to “Book of Joy” by the Dalai Lama and Desmond Tutu. Rich interviewed Douglas on RRP 274 • DOUGLAS ABRAMS . I subscribed and I have been hooked ever since. I don’t know if anyone else tries to go back to the beginning and listen to all the podcasts in a series, but that is what I have been doing. Apart from being an ultra-athlete, the exact definition of which is unclear other than batshit crazy. In running, ultra-endurance events are defined as longer than the 26-mile marathon. In cycling, longer than the 100-mile century. There’s no set definition in swimming, so far as we can tell, but Australia’s 19.7 kilometer, open-ocean Rottnest Channel Swim, has to qualify. The race had 173 solo entrants in 2011, up from 100 in 2001. Rich interviews all kinds of interesting people. For the last couple workouts I have been listening to Rich and Garret Weber-Gale speak on swimming, health and a tendency for athletes to NOT be aware of “food as fuel”. To check out the podcast, which is not only available on Itunes, but also Google play and SoundCloud RRP 10 • OLYMPIAN GARRETT WEBER-GALE.
I confess, I bounce between a slacker and an overachiever. I make lists of things I need to do, and rarely get the whole list completed. I can procrastinate with the best of them, although I’m working on this. I find the iPod a great addition to my workout, in that it alleviates the boredom factor for me. One of the things I love about swimming is the solitary component of it. Yet, when I’m squeezing a work out in at lunch, I can tend toward fretting about what I need to do next or later in the day. The iPod allows me to focus my attention. This again, is why I’m liking the podcast at this time. With music, if the tempo is off, it becomes frustrating.
I am also using fins during my workout. There are two reasons for this. The first is that I have always sucked at investing enough energy in my legs. I was always upper-body focused, and leg lazy. When I was in high school, I was in a serious car accident and suffered a very broken ankle. I continue to have limited mobility, and muscle atrophy. A physical therapist suggested the fins to work my calves and feet more. Is it wrong to admit that I also prefer the speed added by use of the fins? When doing pure leg work, I semi-submerge the kick board, arms extended. I have also started turning the board perpendicular to the body, and using downward dog hands. This means that my fingers are spread, with a focus on engaging the knuckle of the pointer finger, keeping arms straight, and engaged. This creates a drag and therefore a core workout of it’s own. My shoulders are extremely tight and I’ve been trying to work on my wrists. Long story short? No laying on the kick board and snoring my way across the pool.
For anyone that has NOT stayed in the pool, I encourage to you jump back it. It feel very odd at first. My cellular memory thought I should be going faster, but my out of shape body was not able to deliver. Time and continued effort is helping with that.
To this day, I think that swimming changed my life for the better. I always wonder what would have become of me if I had swam in college. I am pretty sure that many things would have been different. I try to live without regret and embrace the path that I have walked. I love all my old pals from swimming. I’m so happy to be in touch with many of them, and look forward to another BBQ reunion one fine day.
I just couldn’t post this without a few photos. If anyone objects, let me know. I have been forever changed my Aquarius, Alan, and the entire team of PHENOMENAL folks. I am far from perfect, but much of my goodness, heart and character result from lap upon lap spent with these folks.
Aquarius REunion Aug 2013
Brian, Tina, Michael
Sharon, Tina, Alan
Becky, Brian, Lyn
Richard, Brian, Michael, Mario, Joe
Opps name forgotten, Richard, Brian
Lyn, Kelly, Becky
#SwimOn #RichRollRocks #GarretWeberGale #FoodAsFuell #YouAreWhatYouEat #GetOffTheCouch #MiddleAgeChallenge
A few of the toys that I like are:
Waterproof Ipod Water-proof Earphones Googles
Book of Joy Finding Ultra