By SwimSwam Contributors on SwimSwam
Courtesy: Karen Anderson
Sit by the side of the pool. Dangle your legs. Dangle your naked legs in the cool, cold water. Feel it shock your system. Feel ice rising in your veins, all the way up to your heart. Catch your breath. Feel like you can’t catch your breath. Remember reading about those old people; those old people who dangled their legs, and dove into the cold for a polar plunge. Think of those old people who were braver than you. Don’t be afraid of the cold.
Be old. Fall into the inevitable march of time. Don’t be afraid. Just sit by the side of the pool and dangle your legs. Look into the blue. Look how deep the blue is, how shimmering it is, how it ripples, how it forms. Notice the sunlight mixing with the blue water. Gaze deep into the blue through all the colors: turquoise, azure, cerulean, cobalt, cornflower, sky, royal, midnight blue. See how dark blue it is at the bottom of the pool. It is almost black.
Sit in your bathing suit, in your one-piece bathing suit. You would never be caught dead in a two-piece suit. You are not young anymore. You are no longer a goddess. Your beauty has shimmered into the darkness. Remember that you never thought you would be old when you were young. You thought you would always be lithe and alluring. You thought you would always be sought after; always be prey. You pray not to forget those days that are so long gone.
But now just angle your legs into the cold. Forget the past. Be here now. Be Ram Dass. Splash water on your arms. Examine the translucent droplets, how they shimmer on your skin. Now take a deep breath. Take the plunge now. Go deep, deep into the blue. Woosh, woosh, woosh. Feel the woosh. Feel your head. The ice-cold water crimps your brain. Feels the vice grip radiating out into your limbs. Feel yourself completely submerged in the cold blue water.
Open your eyes. Let your goggles steam and fog. Feel the water all around you. Feel gravity forcing you to the surface. Feel the icy rush in your veins. Find your breath again. Now windmill your arms and kick, kick, kick. Keep windmilling and kicking. Go fast and faster. Keep your eyes on the line at the bottom of the pool. The black line that is submerged in so much cold blue water. Swim straight along the black line, your spine in alignment. Swim hard and fast.
Keep the blood rushing and warming you. Feel the warmth in your veins as your frenzy mutes the vice grip. Swim the crawl back and forth and back and forth. Kick off the concrete walls and go round and round. Turn your head side to side. Breathe deep, mouth open, mouth closed. Twist and turn and kick and glide. You are a windmill. Cock your head; look at the fluffy clouds. Feel your heart melt into the warm bath. The blue water buoys you. It loves you. You tamed it with your will.
ABOUT KAREN ANDERSON
Karen Anderson holds degrees in finance and philosophy. She works for a media company in New York City. She dreams of the more than 100 outdoor heated swimming pools in Iceland, and flies there any chance she gets to swim in snow, freezing rain, gale-force winds or under the midnight sun.
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