A second is not that quick as I’ve learned. Half a second even, or tenths of a second… it’s hard to do. Harder than it seems at least.
Siena has been trying to reach state times, since she learned she wanted to swim more competitively. She loves swimming and she loves going to meets, but knowing she could go to State Championship, motivated her to keep working hard.
But those tenths of seconds, seem so hard to shorten. Not sure I understand really how short of a time that is, except that sometimes seems so much longer than it is.
Last year, she made it to State Championship in her 50 meter butterfly. We were all excited. We went, cheered her on, learned a lot. It was a great experience. Then she turned a year older, and was bumped to the next age level, making her goal an even shorter time to reach State. She works hard, no matter what. But I know she really wanted to go again. She doesn’t miss a practice, unless she’s very sick and knows she needs to rest. She likes to be there early to be ready on time to start, never leaves early, or gets out of the pool. She likes to push herself. She’s seen how she’s gotten stronger and what it means to her swimming. And she loves that. That is her.
She started swimming in the first lane four years ago, and then became faster, leading it. Then moved to the second lane and now to the third lane, to the big kids lane. She is one of the big kids now.
We were up driving to the meet and at the pool just before 7 am both days last weekend.
Some of us more tired than others, for different reasons. Two of us had visited the emergency room and the pharmacy late at night, still needing to get up by 6. She was tired from swimming and racing. But we were all there ready for her. To support her and to cheer her on. (Have you’ve seen Lucas’s video? It’s a fun one!)
The pool is quiet when we get there. Then warm up begins, with everyone swimming, splashing, music is on, coaches directing, flip turns, water, arms and kicks, all over.
The pool turns quiet again, The National Anthem is sang. And then the swimming begins again.
Three races each day she did great, so we went to finals in the evenings. She was excited, but also exhausted by the end of the weekend.
200 IM, 100 Freestyle, 100 Backstroke, 200 Freestyle, 50 Freestyle, 100 Breaststroke.
In all six races, all personal bests this weekend. A couple first places in her heat. A first and second place in the meet; 3 others, placed on top six. What a weekend and what a strong
little girl we have right here.
And a bonus, as a result of her hard work, that tenth of a second was reached, and a little more to be safe. She’s going to State Championship again this year, this time with two races. Her own goal set for this year. I am so glad she was able to reach it, she deserves it.
Getting up at 5-something after only a couple of hours of sleep is nothing compared to the effort she’s put into reaching her goal. We celebrated and laughed, and applaud, and high-fived, and cheered, and held her, and congratulated her (and thanked her coaches for their help) and feel so proud of her, because besides taking her to practice every day is the only thing we can do to help her reach her goals in swimming. It’s all on her really, and she gives it all. She makes it so much fun to watch her. (I slept later.)