Some of you know that in just over 3 weeks I am doing a novice triathlon to raise money for a cause very close to my heart. It was this that started me on my C25K journey. When I signed up to the triathlon my main exercise was swimming and that was my strongest discipline. I have completely and utterly neglected it in favour of running - and the running is the discipline that worries me the least now! What a turnaround thanks to this amazing programme! Anyway, deciding I'd better do some swimming ahead of an Aquathon (swimming and running, no cycling) this Saturday that I want to use to get some experience. Guess what? I can no longer do front crawl! I know it's anxiety related but suddenly my breathing has totally gone to pot.
Then, whilst I was standing at the end of the pool cursing the children who were not supposed to be in the pool, I remembered something my 5 year old nephew said to me on Saturday. I was taking him swimming and on a previous swimming trip I'd been showing him where I'd been running. He suggested that I run to a village two villages away - which is never going to happen. Anyway, he asked me on Saturday if I'd managed to run to this village he'd suggested. I said no, that it was too far for me. He, in his innocent wisdom said "Auntie Becca, just try the hardest you can, to be the best you can be".
I gave up trying do front crawl after that and did 200m breastroke in just over 5 minutes. I'll just do the breastroke instead!