My Mom is coming to town! Not really just to see me, although she will see me when she's here, but she is coming to town. Wait a minute, this is getting too complicated. Let me slow down and explain.
I come from an aquatic family. My Mom and all her brothers and sisters were competitive swimmers when they were growing up. I'm sure it was a very primal reaction to growing up in the Fresno area, where summer temperatures easily soar into the 110 degree range, and a pool is a very easy way to cool down a gaggle of children. My Mom instilled that same swimming pedigree upon her children. We were all competitive swimmers for some period of time. As the oldest, I wasn't the most talented, but I was probably the hardest working and most determined of the lot. But I gave up swimming after a couple of failed attempts to get back into a fitness routine as a young adult, and the pool just faded away.
My Mom on the other hand, jumped back into the pool after all of her children left the nest. She started up with the Davis Aquatic Masters (which is still the largest, single city, Masters swim team in the country, which is pretty incredible for a small university city of under 100k in population) and has been working out almost every day for a long while. And now, she's coming to Fresno to compete in the US Masters Swimming National Championships. Why Fresno you might ask. Again, I point you to the weather page of your paper, where you can see that the temperature is already into the 90's here, which has a direct link to the large number of Olympic pool complexes here in the Fresno area.
So on this Mother's Day weekend I've had the honor of attending my Mom's swim meet as a spectator and fan. In some small way, I can only hope that my efforts honor all the times she did the same for me growing up. But I can't come even close. Not only was my Mom a spectator and fan during my meets, but she also was the following: meet organizer, chauffeur, volunteer, banker, shoulder to cry on, and number one cheerleader. For every hour I spent in the pool, I'm sure she put in an equal number as a club official, meet official, and many more that I'm sure I've forgotten and left off the list.
But there's one more thing that my Mom has done with her participation in this swim meet: she's inspired me to get back into the pool. As I get closer to my 100 pound weight loss goal, I feel comfortable enough with myself to be seen in public in a swimsuit. So sometime next week, I will find a workout location, and jump back into the pool on the following Monday. Watching all the goings on at the meet reminded me about the social part of swimming, and how much fun it can be once you get past the hard part of the workout!
So Happy Mother's Day to my Mom, I hope you realize that my progress in improving my health, along with my commitment to get back into the pool, is one of my gift to you. Because you are definitely one of my biggest inspirations, and I love you.

I come from an aquatic family. My Mom and all her brothers and sisters were competitive swimmers when they were growing up. I'm sure it was a very primal reaction to growing up in the Fresno area, where summer temperatures easily soar into the 110 degree range, and a pool is a very easy way to cool down a gaggle of children. My Mom instilled that same swimming pedigree upon her children. We were all competitive swimmers for some period of time. As the oldest, I wasn't the most talented, but I was probably the hardest working and most determined of the lot. But I gave up swimming after a couple of failed attempts to get back into a fitness routine as a young adult, and the pool just faded away.
My Mom on the other hand, jumped back into the pool after all of her children left the nest. She started up with the Davis Aquatic Masters (which is still the largest, single city, Masters swim team in the country, which is pretty incredible for a small university city of under 100k in population) and has been working out almost every day for a long while. And now, she's coming to Fresno to compete in the US Masters Swimming National Championships. Why Fresno you might ask. Again, I point you to the weather page of your paper, where you can see that the temperature is already into the 90's here, which has a direct link to the large number of Olympic pool complexes here in the Fresno area.
So on this Mother's Day weekend I've had the honor of attending my Mom's swim meet as a spectator and fan. In some small way, I can only hope that my efforts honor all the times she did the same for me growing up. But I can't come even close. Not only was my Mom a spectator and fan during my meets, but she also was the following: meet organizer, chauffeur, volunteer, banker, shoulder to cry on, and number one cheerleader. For every hour I spent in the pool, I'm sure she put in an equal number as a club official, meet official, and many more that I'm sure I've forgotten and left off the list.
But there's one more thing that my Mom has done with her participation in this swim meet: she's inspired me to get back into the pool. As I get closer to my 100 pound weight loss goal, I feel comfortable enough with myself to be seen in public in a swimsuit. So sometime next week, I will find a workout location, and jump back into the pool on the following Monday. Watching all the goings on at the meet reminded me about the social part of swimming, and how much fun it can be once you get past the hard part of the workout!
So Happy Mother's Day to my Mom, I hope you realize that my progress in improving my health, along with my commitment to get back into the pool, is one of my gift to you. Because you are definitely one of my biggest inspirations, and I love you.

