Swimming is my thing.
While I’m good at other parts of sports (dunking the basketball – no running; hitting the hockey puck or golf ball – which people also tell me looks a lot like I’m try to play hockey and not golf), my one love is swimming. Next to swimming, I love to wade in rivers and streams, turning over rocks, watching the crayfish, eels and minnows darting about, and generally enjoying the sun on my bones and the top of my head.
There’s just something about the weightlessness of swimming that keeps me coming back.
As I’m feeling weaker, though (no idea why), the letdown when I come back on land outside the pool is very noticeable. Almost like an astronaut, re-entering gravity.
As I have expanded my swimming options to embrace other pools and versatile schedules for swimming options, I am amazed at how many folks I’m running into with MS (multiple schlorosis). While I’m strong enough to leave the pool and feeling the pressure on my body to try and entice me into going back into the weightlessness of the water, I am thinking the dragging pressure must be so much tougher on them.
They’ve added something like this aquatic chair to enable people without enough energy to get into and out of the pool so that they aren’t deprived of the therapeutic benefits of swimming:
Pretty amazing, how much progress has gone into making the local pools accessible to more potential users within the neighborhood. Weightlessness. It’s what makes exercise fun. Or, at least “tolerable”,