Isaac participated in his first swim meet yesterday. He is a new freshman on the high school swim team. Season practice started 3 weeks ago and after the first day he wasn’t sure he could handle it. It didn’t help being out sick three days the following week. But he persevered and got stronger every day. Just a week ago he decided to train to dive. The team hasn’t had a diver for several years so everyone was thrilled he was willing to give it a shot. The coach worked with him all week, teaching him the six dives he’d need for competition. He’s been on the trampoline since he could crawl, so he learned the dives quickly, amazing his team mates and the coaches.
At the meets, divers compete in the middle of the swim events, giving the swimmers a break to rest. They lowered the board, moved aside the lane markers, and the announcer boomed over the loud speaker for everyone to turn their cell phones completely off. They announced Isaac’s name and his school. He was the only diver. As he approached the board for each of the six dives the entire room grew still and quiet, all eyes on him. He took his position and stopped a moment to play it out in his mind. Then his arms poised as he gently bounced; the “thwup” of the board broke the silence and he was airborne. Each dive was characterized by a prescribed series of twists, turns, and somersaults before his sleek and agile body slid into the water with an ever-so-slight splash. The crowd broke into cheers and applause and then four judges revealed their decisions. When it was all over his team-mates rallied around him with high-fives and pats on the back. And I could finally breathe again. I for one was terribly impressed and in awe of him. That was MY son!
PS He also swam in two events and his school won the meet!
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