The Zen of Ocean Swimming

Ocean swimming was never something I hadAfter running into the reef a few times, I changed
considered despite having swum competitively in themy stroke to roll from left to right allowing me to
fourth grade and during my senior year as teamsee to my left as much as I saw when breathing on
captain for our high school swim team.my right. The increased rolling seemed to considerably
Truth be told, I never really enjoyed competitivecut down my drag and increase the glide I'd get with
swimming. As a fourth grader, I joined the YMCAeach stroke. On the down leg, with the wind behind
swim team thinking it was some after-schoolbe, my strokes could be long and slow while the
program devoid of all the basketball, football, andreturn leg required shorter and quicker strokes to
other team sports in which I possesed neither thepush through the wind chop which I was now
interest nor the ability. Understandably, after a yearswimming against. These varying conditions combined
of intense training for meets which I really preferredwith my new "view" on both sides during my 2K
not to participate in the first place, I chose not toswims in the lagoon made for an interesting forty
continue after my first season.minutes which I would later work down to my
Growing up like many other island kids andunder-thirty-minute goal!
progressing from bodyboarding and bodysurfing toAround the point when my times were in the
surfing made me quite proficient at swimming and itmid-thirties for 2K in the lagoon, I discovered the
was a natural for me to sign up when my high"high" that so many runners experience. Until that
school, during my senior year, re-instituted its swimtime, I had never heard of such a condition for
team. For me and some of my surfing buddies it wasswimmers. It came for me when I was encouraged
a shoe-in for a letter and the try-outs turned out toto swim the Waikiki Roughwater Swim, a 2.8-mile
be a piece of cake! As it turned out, I was assignedswim along Oahu's Waikiki shoreline. As a suggested
to swim the breaststroke (in my mind the ugliestpractice for the event, a fellow swimmer suggested I
stroke of all) and the 200-meter individual medley,start swimming 4K at the lagoon, twice the yardage
both in which I bronze medaled but never really sawI had been swimming each day.
as enjoyable. Perhaps, as I look back on ourTo my surprise, doubling my yardage wasn't difficult
swimming days, it may have been because we neverat all. Instead, what I discovered was somewhere in
used goggles!between the second and fourth kilometer was what
My senior year in high school went quickly and theI considered to be the swimmer's equivalent of a
whole prospect of swimming was something I gladlyrunner's high! I found that for a period of time after I
left behind without even the slightest feeling thathad been swimming for awhile I would get a second
something I had done every day for an entirewind then enter a "zone" where my stroke seemed
season would be in any way missed. Yes, it was timealmost mechanical and I felt neither fatigue nor the
to close the chapter of swimming in my life andusual longing to be done with my swim. Instead, I felt
replace it with more appealing activities like surfing,I could keep on swimming forever at what was
diving, and boating.about a three-quarter speed! For the first time in my
During my four years of college and the fifteenlife, I truly enjoyed swimming.
years that would follow I grew impassioned withMy new interest in distance swimming made it an
sailing and never had a second thought aboutactivity I wanted to do every day. I found myself
swimming until after the end of a five-yeargoing to pools and swimming laps non-stop for over
relationship. As is often the case for individuals afteran hour straight and, within four months of returning
a major beak-up, I needed to do something different.to swimming, I entered my first rough-water swim
That's when swimming came back into my life.and soon after that clocked my first under-thirty
Over the years, I had gained some thirty-five poundsminutes at Ala Moana Lagoon.
beyond the one hundred and fifty with which I leftAfter a couple of years of swimming regularly, I
high school not to mention the unhealthy cigaretteseemed to get burned out and again let swimming
habit I had picked up along the way. Realizing Iout of my life in favor of other activities. I returned
needed to regain something of my old lifestyle, Ito swimming in my early forties, a stint that lasted
turned to the fitness regimen I knew best, swimming.for a year, and then returned again the year I turned
I went to the local pool and soon lost interest withfifty. On this last return I started swimming with
the never-ending laps, interrupting flip turns, andsome masters swimmers who were in their sixties
overall boredom which I remembered so well fromand winning their age group events. They encouraged
my training sessions back in high school. One day, Ime to swim again in the Waikiki Rough-water Swim
went to Ala Moana Beach, a lagoon which waswhich I did, then the Double Rough-water which is
protected from the ocean swells by a large fringesimply the course of the former plus returning to the
reef and measured just over a kilometer from onestarting point!
end of the park to the other. A group called theAs seems to be my pattern, after the "Double," I
Waikiki Swim Club, a masters swim group, wouldhad again reached a major goal and let my swimming
meet every Saturday morning with some membersfall along the wayside. A few weeks ago, I hopped
swimming to the half-way mark and back for aon the scale and saw I was up to 200 pounds once
kilometer while others swam to the far marker andagain, a weight I swore I'd never again reach. For
back for a two-kilometer (2K) swim. The best in thesome reason, though, the idea of getting back into
group were doing the "2K" in under a half-hour, aswimming just seemed so difficult to pursue until my
feat which really impressed me!daughters, ages seven and eleven, said they'd go to
For some reason a sense of competitiveness I neverthe pool with me!
knew existed arose in me and I wanted to do theOver the last week, we've gone every day to the
2K in under a half-hour! Soon I found myself goingfifty-meter pool in our neighborhood recreation
every day to Ala Moana lagoon, before and aftercenter. For now, the laps are arduous and the
work, and also during the weekends. On somethought of once again experiencing a "swimmers
evenings, I would be swimming in darkness with onlyhigh" seems far-fetched if not impossible. But as I roll
the lighted elevator shaft of one of the Waikikifrom side to side and see one daughter swimming
hotels to guide me back to my starting point.her first real laps then rolling to the other side to see
It was during these long laps at the Ala Moana Beachthe younger kicking on her board with an expression
lagoon that I discovered the "zen" of oceanof outright glee, I can't help but feel I'm "back in the
swimming. Up until this point, all of my swimmingzone" and, once again, swimming is a part of my life.
experience had been limited to either anaerobicThe author, Richard Young, is the creator of
sprints or longer gut wrenching power swims wherehawaiibeachcombers.com, a website about Hawaii
all you could think about was the finish and yourbeaches presented through his favorite sports like
coresponding time. Here, with ocean swimming, infishing, kayaking, bodysurfing, bodyboarding, and
absence of lane lines, markers and other swimmerswindsurfing. He has participated in a number of ocean
thrashing about I was on the verge of a kind ofswimming events which include the Waikiki
swimming where you could truly experience theRoughwater Swim, The Maui Channel Relay, and the
environment of which you were a part. It was a kindWaikiki Double Roughwater Swim. His current passion
of swimming in which I would find one could actuallyis kayak fishing and is among the recreational
enter a "zone" similar to that experienced by distanceactivities presented in his website.
runners.