“Saved by the bell, eh.”
The guy could’ve been my grandpa. He said it to me, at the end of the front crawl swimming lesson where we both wanted some extra tips on leg movement. The next group came in early so we stopped earlier than intended.
My conclusion is that I officially suck at swimming frontcrawl. I tried to do what the guy said, but I literally didn’t move forward at all. My feet were the problem - they provide the push surface, but my natural position is to have them at a 90 degree angle. Besides that, swimming anything other than the breaststroke is something that requires a bunch of dumb practice, so I’m stubbornly flailing on.
I also held a housewarming with a bunch of friends. It was great, one of those evenings where everyone has a good time (or at least that’s how it felt).