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the journey of someone who returned to swimming after ten years, at the age of 20, and realised she had forgotten how to do it and was now slightly terrified. I taught myself to doggy paddle and took it from there.
three months after beginning my lessons, after finding out I'm leaving the city for summer, my swimming teacher told me that I no longer need lessons if I don't want them, and that I just need to practice.
things I can do:
things I need to do/learn: