waving.

So today, Jade and I had our first swimming lesson. Learning to swim with one friend and an instructor is really the ideal situation. It's the best combination of support, motivation, and direction.

It was amazing how fast I progressed today to my first, flotation-belt-assisted attempt at a front crawl. My memories of childhood swimming lessons are ones of frustration—the genu valgum stage of my life was not the right one at which to attempt motion that my legs simply couldn't handle. (And my acrophobia didn't, and still doesn't, help my confidence when trying to float on my back, though it has receded somewhat in recent years.) It was a great feeling today when I started being able to sense the difference when my kicks were actually effective. I'm pretty sure that next week I'll be front-crawling unassisted.