Last night, as I watched my kids during their swimming lessons, I kept thinking about how terrible swimming must be inherited. This is just another thing that my oldest son has seemed to inherit from my dad (and brother) that I did not inherit.
Now, I’m no Katie Ledecky or really anyone that would be competing in any swim meet, but I can do some things.
My dad can’t swim at all. He thinks his feet are floating to the top as soon as he gets into water above his knees. Once we were at a water park and he fell off his tube coming out of a slide and nearly needed to be saved in 3 foot water.