Most people learn to swim at a very early age, but I never learned. My DH knows how to swim, and I made sure the child learned how to swim, but I never took the time to learn.
Growing up, swimming was not on the list of things to do, so I never had the opportunity to learn. My first experience with swimming was during my senior year in high school. On our senior trip, some of the guys thought I was joking when I said I couldn't swim. They threw me into the deep end of the pool. One of the guys realized I wasn't joking and pulled me out. It was a long time before I even had the courage get into the shallow end of a pool.
Three weeks ago, I had my first swimming lesson. My instructor started with the basics of just learning to relax and float. By the end of my second lesson I was starting to float without any help. My third lesson was today. I started floating without holding on to the edge of the pool, and I actually managed to swim the backstroke. It was only a few strokes at time and it wasn't perfect, but I did it!
I need to disappear in to the writing cave. Surviving Ivy (Bryant Station Curves #8) is close to being finished. March was a tough month for me. I had some severe sinus problems that made one side of my face hurt. It's getting better, but it threw my writing schedule off. But I'm getting back on track.