Earlier this year I promised the Math Savant that I would serve as support during his August Catalina Island swim.
Although I am not a total neophyte (I’ve done a little random paddling before in various lakes and oceans), I am as close as you can get to being new at “support-paddler.”
This past weekend, I experienced my first practice session — five hours in a private mountain lake for four swimmers. As expected, I learned a TON my first time out.
Beyond the need to keep practicing the basics (stroke, turn, steer) as well as figure out who prefers the kayak to lead or be beside them, top of my list is: encase self in waterproof wear because wet and wind is a really bad combination.
This falls into the general new awareness category of “I must be in peak condition.” After all, what kind of support can I offer if I am hypothermic, hungry, dehydrated, tried, etc.?
Swimmer-support related lessons? 1) Encase them in neon colors where ever possible. (One swimmer’s silver cap served as perfect sunlight-on-wave camoflauge). 2) Every single water/feed bottle needs to be labled and in the boat at all times. 3) Use a flashlight to signal feed-time because thanks to caps and earplugs, swimmers can’t hear diddley. Sans flare, I felt like I was calling cats to dinner by holding up and shaking bottles while yelling “FEED!”
My first time out was very humbling. As a strong experienced open water distance swimmer there’s a tendency to slide to “yeah, whatever, I can paddle-support.” But once you’re out there, you suddenly realize all the things that could go wrong. And that you are out there to protect your swimmer from boats, sharks and other potential marine-threats (i.e. school of jellyfish?), find the best pathway, and keep them happy and healthy.
So absolutely, this past Saturday I spent most of the time freaking out about losing sight of swimmers (hello different paces!), sighting correctly, praying the wind wouldn’t pick up more, getting everyone fed on schedule and hoping anyone who owned a power boat was sleeping in.
But when the swimmers were fueled, grouped and looking strong, the wind was behind my back and I could clearly see the next point, I enjoyed a Zen moment or two: just nature sounds, sunlight glinting through water and striking vistas.
Hopefully, I can get it together enough by August (more practice sessions coming up — especially night ones) to feel competent as a support person and snare a few ocean-zen moments this August…
Until next time,
Rebecca, swim evangelist