Personal Narrative Essay About Swimming

Swimming during the summer is exciting! You can hang out with your friends at the pool and play with the water. During the summer, I joined the local summer swim league, which held a big competition at the end of the season. The competition was held at Chabot College California, near the coast, which I joined because a few of friends were in the league for years. I have been swimming since I was five years old and love it because it was a sport in the water.

That day it started early in the morning; I went to the practice pool and put on my gear to get ready. The pool was full of people and lots of noise that makes me more nervous than ever. I dipped my toes in the freezing water. It was ice-cold just like the freezing cold water at the bay, and almost all lanes were full with kids and teens; they were getting ready for the big race, just like me trying to fit into the environment. With all the sound around me, it was starting to distract me from the race. My nerves were rising up

When I heard the noise I quickly pushed my feet against the wall. I start to swim using my both hands to push the water against my hand, and I try to swim as hard as I can, and all the only thing that I can see was the blue sky, the sun and the flags above me. I can’t hear a thing because my swimming cap covers my ears. The only thing I can hear was that victory and failure, and I try to think of moving forward. I am swimming fast as possible, my whole body was burning at the, as it was really difficult to lift up your hand and push the water against you. I lift up my hands and making a shape just like a half of a circle and then fall back into the water with gravity, and I can feel my legs were burning. It was hard to move my legs since I am floating on the water, and it was hard to know my places when we were racing, so it’s hard for me to kick. But at last I make it through the