Personal Narrative: My First Summer Swim Team

Remembering the feeling of embarrassment whacked against the side of my face as I realized that how horrendous I was at swimming. I can reflect back to that moment and say it motivated me to become such an astonishing swimmer. It began when my best friend Anthony, who also recruited me into tennis, was helping the empty swim team recruit members. Anthony was the type of person who would share his thoughts about a particular event and recommended it. “You’d be in shape for the tennis team if you join the swim team, it would also be helpful if you joined since we’re lacking people,” he explained. Participating in the swim team was one of the most remarkable experiences during high school. After joining the swim team, I quickly made new friends with the people that were in the same lane as me. We always stuck with our lane partners since they were the

Our first swim meet was held at our pool. The lanes were divided in half amongst the two schools. We had a special warm-up regimen that, our head coach created to help get our bodies adjusted to the water as well as our stretching routine. Both teams had a set of bleachers where we sat patiently waiting for our event to be called. The last event that took place was the two hundred-meter freestyle relay. Since it was our first meet, we were paired up with people in our lanes. When the event got called, I stood up from the bleacher, looked back at my team and started walking towards the starting blocks to wait in line for our turn. Shivering from the cold air that was rubbing against my skin while I was waiting in line. I could hear my teammates from a distance shouting my name as I dove into the pool. I remember that as I drove into the water, the frigid water went streaming past my face and I felt my heartbeat throughout my entire body, thumping. After finishing the fifty-meters, clear as day, I remember the moment when my hand smashed