Our morning started off with us loading the car and driving the 10 minutes to the pool, (how convenient!). As soon as we were sorted she had to head to warm-ups. I told her she would probably get kicked and that it happens to everyone and that it is no big deal. Yes, I lied but if she was feeling fragile and she got kicked in the face she would cry this way she would shake it off.
|Why yes, I am feeling particularly confident|
|Warm up instructions|
|See her strap on her suit, how it is gaping? It's the smallest competition suit they make. Coach had to call Speedo just for her.|
|Waiting for the heats to begin.|
|I love this picture of her. This was when her anxiety was starting to show.|
I smartened up for the next 2 heats and went to the other side the pool but I wasn't able to tell her so she couldn't find me but as is completely out of character she just did what the race officials told her without looking terrified.
|Waiting for her starting instructions|
|And she's off|
|Go baby go.|
Next up was her freestyle and she was ready and raring to go. Poor kidlet was turning blue from being so cold but there wasn't much I could do. We kept her wrapped in 2 towels but once they get called to start they have to leave everything with the coaches and there is a lot of time spent waiting.
|No fear at all|
|Just do it!|
|no competitors even close.|
|Coach Andrew with coaches Vicky and Lisa.|
|Santa stopped by to congratulate the kiddies. Rosie took one look at him and said, he isn't real he's not wearing gloves.|
(apparently gloves determine fake from legit in her mind)
25 m fly...................haven't got them yet!
I'm really starting to like this "Swim Mum" job.