I did the Swimathon. For the second time. That may not be a huge thing for most people, but for me it was actually quite massive. I hide it a lot, especially from my swim buddy, but I fight the panic when I’m swimming. Why do I panic? I have no idea. But it’s not good. I’m facing my fear, and it’s getting easier, but anyone who panics will know that it is a very unpleasant experience. I didn’t really want to do the swimathon again, as I hated it the first time, but my swim buddy really wanted to, so I agreed to do it with her. I am so glad that I did.
I really feel like I achieved something, swimming 100 lengths in an hour and 35 minutes. I only panicked near the end when I got cramp in both my calves. But I kept going, and managed the challenge.
Not only did I do it, but I also raised £105 for Sport Relief. I never asked anyone for money, as I find that uncomfortable, but as soon as people heard what I was doing, they found my webpage and donated. Thank you so much to those people who had faith in me. I felt really good that I was part of it.
For Mother’s Day, I have been promised some 1:1 swimming lessons. I really hope that is going to help me turn a corner…..