Train Insane

02:40 India , inspiration , maniac , swim 0 Comments

And I belong to those rare category of boys who can’t simply sit idle. Oh common! I’m can’t be a couch-potato. I can’t watch TV whole day long. Nor can I stare at the Whatsapp screen like a ravenous man ogling at someone else’s plate! So, I thought it would be better if I joined swimming. Heck! A lot of living bodies drown in water bodies; just to become dead bodies! Well, before joining, it was required to get a clearance about your health from a medical practitioner. And, for the reason, I had gone to the doctor and he was like, “Yeah, learn it. It’s good. Last year I had performed autopsy on eight bodies. But this year, only two! I wonder why more are not dying. Now I know the reason.”

So, finally, here I was – in the pool. And in the other group were my friends. By the fourth day, I was in their group. Other learners said that they had already began swimming and that too like pro. I was left behind. I also wanted to swim like them. But, whenever I would try, I would end up choking my nose and drinking litres of the dirty-pool-water! It was always difficult to hold the breath inside water; even harder was to move the head up and breathe in. Breathing out inside water was something that I had learnt during the initial days. Days passed. I had also suffered from fever during this period. Only a week was left. I still was not able to complete sixty percent of the length of the pool. Friends started teasing and that was the turning point. I wanted to do it anyhow. Mind became insane on the body. There I was practicing and I was doing a hell lot of it. From controlling the breath to moving the head out, I did all. Within two days, I was able to complete the entire length. I was a maniac. The last time I had swam fifteen rounds at a stretch!

Next, I had the test in the larger pool. And, it’s length was almost twice that of the smaller pool. “You can swim as long as you can breathe”, was the constant reminder that I had given myself. My turn came and I cleared the length in one go. My so called pro-swimmer friend was struck; say at eighty percent. It was an achievement.

Yes, it’s true. You sometimes need to be harsh on yourself. You need to train insane – push off the limits. Achievement is waiting at the other end. You have to hi-five it! :)