First Swim Practice

The first swim practice was all the way in Van Nuys and for me coming from Pasadena, it must have taken 30 minutes. I wasn't planning to attend practice here but I felt if I didn't at least come all the way out here to check it out, I wouldn't know what I was missing.

Back of Ruby's jacket, she still owes me a picture

I shared a lane with Ynez, who is a fellow mentee (manatee?) of Irene. This is kinda like that vampire game my roommate, David used to play. Where his strength and prestige was based on the vampire that sired him. Anyways! I digress.

I knew my kick was really weak, but when we were doing out balance drills (to work on being more torpedo-like in the water) I'd kick until my quads burned and my calves wanted to cramp up and I still wasn't moving anywhere. The coach said I was kicking from my knees instead of my hips. I'm going to have to work on that. Maybe watch some instructional videos.