"About one meter nine."

I immediately sighed: The water is too deep! If only 1.2 meters! If you choke on water, you can stand up directly. The depth of 1.9 meters is undoubtedly a disaster for me who is short of 1.6 meters. Then, the body seems to have been acupoints, but it can't move.

"swim, why stay where you are?" Yan didn't hear my inner play, standing on the edge of the pool, holding a long life-saving stick in his hand, urging me. At this time, all the friends who came together swam to the other end of the pool.

"I am afraid that when the water moves around and my body is buried, I will feel out of balance."

"I will always observe, don't worry. The water will not be very stable, so get used to it. Don't panic, think about the basic movements I taught you. " In the face of my poor understanding, the coach is probably helpless inside.

With the blessing of her words, I suddenly have the confidence to continue to "run wild". Relax, breathe in and bury your head. While burying your head, put your hands forward and straighten them together. Then in the water, put the calf and calf on the thigh first, then separate your legs, turn your feet out, then stare at both sides hard, and then quickly close together until you feel the current slowly being caught. Hold this position for about three seconds, ignoring the impact of the current on your body, then raise your head and inhale, paddle, bury your head and kick ... from one end of the swimming pool to the other end 100 meters away. Actually, it's not as difficult as you think, provided you relax.

I studied breaststroke. It is said that compared with butterfly and freestyle, this is the simplest and most effective swimming method in the short term. It can be said that it is a necessary action for beginners to swim, and it has immediate effect. Breaststroke, breaststroke, I immediately saw a frog swimming in the water. I wonder if I would swim like a big frog then?

At the beginning of the month, although the weather in late autumn was bleak and the leaves were falling, there was no cold wind. The coach informed us to go to class without saying hello. After work that day, I rushed into the swimming pool early with a heart of great expectation and excitement. There are five of my fellow travelers-all energetic girls (pretending to be young)

In the first class, let's start with warm-up. The coach dragged out a blue swimming mat and laid it on the ground. He bent down to demonstrate the leg closing and kicking in breaststroke. Then let's do it one by one. If the action is not in place, she will correct it immediately, and wait until everyone makes this action more standardized. We were asked to float on our back and go into the water with a floating board. Wait until our bodies float on the water, then patiently teach us to inhale, bury our heads, hold our breath and then raise our heads and inhale.

Unconsciously, an hour passed and I couldn't go anywhere. So the coach asked us to swim in the water at a consistent and even speed according to the actions just instructed. With the courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, I carry a four-layer thick float, hold a floating board, relax my body and mind, and put my legs together. When my body floated on the water, I began to swim. The water is soft and light, and the buoyancy of the water and the buoyancy after drifting keep me stable. Even if the whole body is buried, it will eventually float slowly. Because of this, I suddenly feel that swimming is not so difficult.

In the second class, the coach reduced the back drift by two layers. The thinner and thinner back drift didn't affect me at first, until I was halfway back, because my legs couldn't be pushed away, my body sank rapidly, and I choked a few times in my panic. Choke to talk, choke to breathe hard, and then slowly float up. At that moment, my fear of water occupied my whole heart. After adjusting your breathing, you continue to swim once, but your heart is no longer relaxed.

When I got home, I remembered the moment I went into shock in the swimming pool, and I had some resistance to swimming itself. In the third class, the sisters who traveled together had a good time. I dare not move. Actually, I'm in a hurry and want to move. But because of excessive tension, after trying n times, my body simply couldn't float. I stayed in the water in despair and stayed where I was, shivering with cold.

"Why don't you swim today?" The coach asked.

"I drank a few mouthfuls of water yesterday. Thinking of this, my heart is heavy and my body can't float. "

"In the process of learning to swim, it is normal to drink water. Don't worry, you won't sink, swim quickly, I'll watch you. " The coach urged me in a tone that I couldn't refute or hesitate.

I took a few deep breaths and tried again, but it still didn't work! Looking at the coach helplessly, she had confidence in me, and now she is like a deflated ball. Open your hands to me, roll your eyes, shake your head and turn around. Left me with a disappointed figure.

When I got home, I became particularly depressed. Thought: simply don't learn, swimming is so dangerous! Then I despised myself: How can you give up halfway? You must insist, insist, understand? At the beginning, you said you wanted to break through yourself and set a good example for your daughter, so don't give up!

The next afternoon, in the swimming class at seven o'clock, I began to do psychological construction for myself from five o'clock. First, I found myself a bunch of reasons: I'm a little tired at work today, so I won't go swimming; I have to help my daughter with her homework when I go home, so don't go swimming. I sneezed several times today, and I felt a little cold. Don't go swimming!

These seemingly reasonable reasons are actually excuses for stealing clocks. So in the end, I refused. All the money has been paid, 100 yuan for a class, don't waste it. With coaches and lifeguards, there is no possibility of drowning. So, what are you afraid of? In this way, I rushed into the swimming pool after work Because I no longer bear such heavy ideological pressure, I went smoothly in that class, even to the limit. Reducing the back drift to two layers is no longer my swimming resistance.

By the fifth class, my floating board was replaced by a swimming stick. Today is the sixth class. Now, there is only one layer left in my back drift, and my swimming stick has been thrown aside. Although I was still flustered when rowing, I was still afraid of the impact of the current, but I never thought about giving up.

I hope I can take down the last float next week. Like a big frog full of vitality, or like a free fish, swimming around in the water.