Swimmingly

Slow progress.   Don't know what I look like under water.  This is what I look like from above: Three slow kicks off the wall and eight strokes in a 25 yard pool.  I look slow here--OK by me.  I look like I'm climbing only because I don't know what this should look like.   Since the clip date, I've worked on not breathing every stroke, but that doesn't keep me from falling apart when swimming 50.    It's really hard to analyze one's own stroke and someone watching might not be able to tell if I've forgotten to put juice into the kick when it looks like I'm flailing.  If I'm lucky, I get a few tips on Monday nights.  Other than that, I do the pieces, hoping I can put them together a little bit better.

Not my first post about my struggle between mere survival and graceful, productive movement in the swimming pool.  I needed a place to compile my thoughts about that separate from other topics. Today's observation comes from watching Michael Phelps win a 100m butterfly medal in 2008(?)  Not that my form can ever be the same (it can't) , but I saw that his kicks weren't separated by the same time intervals. The observed sequence was kick-kick-glide-pull,  with recovery of the arms coinciding with the 1st kick.  Meaning nothing, really.