The Scary Sunburn Swim
Monday, January 19th, 2009The Great Chesapeake Bay Swim
Difficulties mastered are opportunities won. -Winston Churchill
Hi ho…
Vision Runner here…
Today I’d like to share with you a blog post from a Twitter friend: triathlonmom. She did the Great Chesapeake Bay Swim last summer. OR perhaps I should say she battled her way through the Great Chesapeake Bay Swim…
I really like including the story of other people’s accomplishments here on the blog, as they really inspire and motivate me to focus on breaking through my barriers. The whole point of this blog is to inspire people to Dare to Envision a New Reality for themselves. Everyone has obstacles, whether they’re physical, mental, emotional, financial, spiritual or some combination thereof. So we all have barriers to break through and a story to share…
So even though this story isn’t mine, I’d like to share a little hope and inspiration with you.
I’ve included the first part of her story here, and there is a link at the bottom of this page to the rest of the story including her great pictures (check out her incredibly scary sunburn – yikes!) . So please enjoy…and be inspired!
As always, we welcome, plead and beg for comments below.
Thanks!
How ’bout it?
-Vision Runner
I guess I should start in telling this story by telling you where my journey began. I’m not sure what year it was, perhaps it was 1983 when I was 10, or perhaps it was several years later. I read an article in The Washington Post. It was a first person account of swimming across the Chesapeake Bay — some kind of officially organized event…..The author described hearing this kayaker blow a lifeguard whistle repeatedly. The author/swimmer couldn’t figure out what he was doing wrong, was he breaking some rule? Going off course? Later he found out that the man swimming beside him was blind and was following the sound of the whistle to get across the Bay.
I’m not exactly sure why, but I found this story incredibly moving. My dad is blind and I have watched him year after year as his sight has diminished. Bit by bit, it seems my dad was swallowed whole by his vision loss. And with each year there was less and less that he could do. In contrast, here was someone who was accomplishing something great, doing something that many many sighted people wouldn’t dream of attempting, and he was doing it in spite of his blindness. The blind swimmer had found a way to strip the power from his blindness. And while I watched my father take one path, I knew that when I grew up, whatever hardships I was dealt in my life, I wanted to be like the blind swimmer, not my dad.
I guess to help you understand this I should mention, that I have no idea what it would be like to go blind. I can’t imagine the pain that my father has endured at having his sight taken away from him bit by bit over all of those years of my childhood. But before you question me for judging him, I should also tell you that the blindness he has is heredetary. And while I am not a high risk to be blind myself, I could. Growing up, I had doctors visit after doctors visit where they were always testing me for it. And, I was always on the lookout for it come up behind me like a shadow over my shoulder. And more than one time in my life, I was convinced that I was going to lose my sight too. Mentally, I spent many years preparing myself to suffer the same fate, and many years I tried to push myself on the path of the blind swimmer, so if fate dealt me that card I would handle it better than my father, who allowed himself to be defined by his illness, growing more bitter and frustrated each day.
Simply stated, I was amazed — that there could be someone who responded to his fate so differently than my dad. At that time, I was not inspired to swim the bay myself, but just inspired by the will of that man. The passion, the desire for life. By the iron will that he found and the strength and courage he displayed, to try something great in the face of adversity.
Years later, in my 30′s after doing triathons for a while, on some race calendar or on some blog, somehow I was reminded again of the The Great Chesapeake Bay Swim. Instantly, I remembered being so moved by that article when I was so much younger. I searched for several hours trying to locate it in the Washington Post archives, but with no luck. I did learn the history of the Bay Swim though, and read a newer article about open water swimming by Caroline Kettlewell, who I actually got to meet at the swim.
Then, the thought crossed me. I could swim. Triathlons had served as a vehicle for me to realize that I could swim across the Chesapeake Bay if I put my mind to it. Last year, at this same time, I had conquered many fears and obstacles to complete my first half-iron distance race, Eagleman. That took me over 7 and a half hours and over 6 months of intense training. I could certainly swim the 4.4 miles of the bay. I’d done the 1.2 miles in the VERY choppy waters at Eagleman in 39 minutes. I guess this is what made me think I might actually complete the Bay Swim in 2 and a half hours or so.
After researching the history of the bay swim, I realized that maybe I was getting in a little over my head. Not only did I have to qualify for the swim, but also, I had to enter a lottery to be selected to participate.
Then I read this information on the Great Bay Swim website:
Is it dangerous? Among the difficulties that may be encountered during the
average 2 hour 25 minute swim are flailing arms and legs during the “Cuisinart
start,” cross currents, swells, chop, hypothermia if the water is cold, nettle
stings if the water is warm, and collisions with the bridge supports or rocks
surrounding the jetties, islands and causeways.The National Oceanic and
Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) has measured tidal, current and weather
conditions prior to the event and compared the results with predicted
conditions to determine the optimum starting time for the event. How does
it affect the race? As a result, 79-97 % of the starters finished the race in the
last 5 years. Prior to this, in 1991 and 1992, a strong ebb current of about 2
knots in the main channel beneath the 200-feet high spans (one and a half miles
from the start) precluded all but the strongest and most determined
swimmers from finishing the event (only 15-19 % finished the swim).
And, for some reason, I still signed up…
Here’s the link to the rest of the story…. Great Chesapeake Bay Swim Race Report
(Side NOTE: when you get there, there’s a pink circle on the right that’s going to start playing music at you if you have your speakers hooked up. Click the bottom section of the circle to stop it if you prefer.)
Here it is again in longer format:
http://triathlonmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-chesapeake-bay-swim-race-report.html
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