Next Stop - Olympics!

I've noticed in many Olympic events, there is always great discussion on how young the athlete was when they began a sport. In that case, Auntie Karen has organized it so that Allison and Ruby will be gold medal swimmers by signing them up for an infant swim class. I've thought long and hard about the best sports to get your child into. Ideally, you want a sport that doesn't require a ridiculous time commitment, lots of travel, painful watching on the part of the parents or too much special equipment. Judging by my coworkers, baseball and soccer are vey demanding. Swimming is fine... until a swim meet. I remember three things about being on a swim team as a child. The pool is ridiculously cold early in the morning, the swim meets are painfully long and Cricket and Kelly Zurasky were the only thing making it fun. They did this by having cool games like grease the watermelon and throw it in the pool and make all the kids get it.

It was with some trepidation that I threw some swim diapers on Ruby and proceeded to Gold's gym for the lesson. After stripping down to a bikini (hey, a girl has to have show some benefit from throwing up for nine months) I took Ruby into the pool where we say her auntie and Allison. My mom served as the personal Paparazzi. The teacher had us all sit on the side of the pool with the infants. We sang a song to some generic tune I don't know the real some for. It basically went "This is the way we wash our feet, wash our feet, wash our feet....etc etc" Once the kids have had water thrown on them we ease into the pool and begin their lesson. Kicking is followed by reaching out for a toy. I start to see how this will actually turn into swimming. All the children covet Allison's toy which is a Hip hop a pottumus instead of the standard duck or ball.

By the end, the kids are exhausted and the parents had a good workout too. I'm looking forward to the rest of the lessons even though the instructor frowned when I threw a greased watermelon into the pool...