Today, my husband and I went to the pool. After swimming and floating for half an hour, we ended it by relaxing in the hot tub.
“Hunny, are you okay? You’re so quiet.”
I looked at him and responded “Just tired”.
“You did a good job. I’m so proud of you.” he said
Don’t get me wrong, I am proud of myself for going conquering my fear and going into the deep end. But it’s still hard. I was so physically and mentally exhausted. Half my energy was focused on not freaking out while the other half was focused on the physical aspect. Did I mention I also have asthma? I got to the pool first before my husband. I was in the middle of the pool holding onto an edge, trying to get use to my new environment. Before, I was at a YMCA at a swim lesson – now it’s a rec center with open swim.
I spent a good 5 to 10 mins just floating on my back in the deep end – just trying to get my breathing even. Working on getting comfortable. Even though I can swim and tread okay – I am still not comfortable. The fear is still there. But I know I will get over it. It will just take time.