And on this day we rest

The summer swim schedule has finally taken its toll on the girls. Grace is swimming every morning at 5:30 am. Sarah and Sophie are in the pool from 2-4 in the afternoons and each evening we pop over to our summer team to practice, hang out with friends and help coach pre-team. It’s exhausting. Tension starts to run high and we all get cranky and tired. This morning no one swam. They are all still asleep.

We had our second “B” meet last night. Sophie was exhibition swimming (for time – no ribbons or placing) IM and backstroke. She was close to making A meets in backstroke so was hoping for a best time.

The evening started out rough. Thunder closed the pool for 30 minutes, torrential downpour tried to dampen our spirits. I can’t help but laugh when I see swimmers reactions to being caught in the rain. Kids who spend most of their time wet aren’t big fans of the rain. Especially Grace, her hair had been flat ironed and make up was impeccable. She gets an A for effort.

By the time the meet started we all made drowned rats look cute.

Sophie’s IM was great – a consistent time from the week before and being a 12 and under event, I thought her third place finish was impressive. Her backstroke left a little (maybe a lot) to be desired. She added 2 seconds (on a 25). Fortunately was able to talk the girls Into heading home after that. We were under our covers before the meet ended.

We joined this swim team 5 years ago with my very good friend. She has two girls close in age to my younger two. The youngest has gotten a taste of success – she has qualified for the A meets this summer. Her oldest, a 10 year old has watched all of her friends swim on Saturday. She has cheered them on and congratulated them. Last night she had her moment. She swam 25 back in one of the first heats and delivered a first place win. She smoked them all! I have never been more proud of a kid who was not one of my own. I never once gave thought to Sophie and her failed attempt to make that A meet. Nor did Sophie who after results were posted ran to her friend and hugged her! It looks like Sophie will have another friend swimming this Saturday.

At sports competitions we often find our pride for our children is wrapped up in their success in the sport. I’ll admit I do. Last night I was proud of my girls for their spirit and their loyal support of their friends. It’s hard to not get caught up in the competition of summer swim. There are moments when I don’t actually like it. Club swimming is easy for me, there is no competition amongst team mates. Summer swim can make you miserable if you let it. I’m not. It is about ring pops and nachos. And the kids.

I think I can exhale. Sophie tanked. And nothing bad happened. I might survive this sport.

Until Saturday.

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