That helped to overcome their reluctance and they actually seemed to enjoy themselves, although they never quite seemed to really listen to the coaches (or me, for that matter!). After all, I think Veronica thought, I definitely swim better without my goggles and with my hair in my eyes. And, besides, if I put my head in the water, I can't watch my competition.
So, yesterday was a bittersweet event as Veronica, Mac, about 500,000 8 and unders, and their parents, guardians, grandparents, babysitters, and neighbors gathered for their championships. There were at least 11 heats per event with eight swimmers per heat. Our kids swam two events each, spaced a couple heats apart. It was chaotic and surprisingly without bloodshed. The championship was at the Cape Fear Country Club, so perhaps that is why it seemed so civilized. It was a packed crowd.
The kids swam their races, ate Sno-cones and ran around with their buddies. I sweat. And I watched for their race numbers. (Nothing like the wrath of a swim coach who finds out a kid has scratched because they didn't get to the area in time…!) There were so many people, it was hard to contain our team in one area and so there seemed to be scattered supporters around the area, unfortunately no concentrated cheering sections.
Fortunately, we were able to leave after their events and while we were dragging towels and backpacks to the parking lot, a golf cart came along to offer us a ride to our car.
Overall, the season was a successful one. I can tell because after riding the golf cart Veronica wanted to return today to cheer on the older kids in their championship. Unless of course she was just enjoying being in civilization and not at home.
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