Number 3 and 4 first joined the swim team six years ago.
They swam on the town team which only swims in the summer and practices in the lake at the town beach. It’s a rinky dink little team, but it was the perfect introduction to swim team for them. They both loved it.
Of course, growing up a swimmer and swimming all the way through my senior year in college, I was pretty psyched when they asked to join the swim team.
It’s hard not to live vicariously through them. Too much.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t doing that at all.
It’s also hard to balance their desire to do well and win and be the best with the knowledge that the burnout factor in swimming is very, very high.
There aren’t too many kids who are ranked among the top swimmers in the state as ten-year-olds who are still swimming when they are in high school.
So it’s a fine line.
Pull the trigger too soon and you risk them falling out of love with the sport before they really get to the good part. The part where they learn all the important life lessons that have both gotten me through some of the darkest times of my life and also given me the closest friends of my life.
Anyway, here they are after a meet that very first season.
Number 3 had just turned seven, and Number 4 was five years old (two months away from six).
They both exhibited natural talent and ability early on.
And now, six years later, here they are.
(Number 7 is the age now that Number 4 was six years ago when they first started swimming 🙂 )
Both Number 3 and 4 had great seasons this summer. And they both qualified for a big meet in Richmond, Virginia this week called Eastern Zones Long Course Championships. It’s a four day meet where the top swimmers from states up and down the East Coast will be swimming.
They both set goals to make it to this meet this summer, and they both did it. I am so proud of them!!!
So, with the knowledge that they are swimming in some relatively elite circles at a fairly young age (which increases the pressure they may put on themselves), we are headed off to Richmond, Virginia tomorrow where I get to watch the two of them swim not as their coach, but simply as their mom (which I am very much looking forward to).
I drop Number 3 off with the other swimmers from CT who are 11 years old and older at 6:45 a.m. tomorrow morning (they all ride together on a coach bus and stay in a hotel together as a team) and then I’m making the 413 mile trip from Connecticut to Virginia with Number 4, 5, 6, and 7 (because the swimmers who are ten and under have to stay with their parents).
It’s gonna be interesting, no doubt, and if I survive the drive and the next six days with those four in a hotel room, I’ll be sure to keep you posted.
Wish me luck!