Panic, panic, panic! 2021.09.03
Tramping down a long flight of stairs (where were we heading, Narnia?) with a ten to fifteen pound tank on my back was one of the most challenging things I have ever done. That could be one of the reasons I had started to change my mind when we got to the dive point. With some assistance from the instructors we slipped into the water. The water helped to buoy the tank and take some weight and pressure off of my back but it was hard to maintain a proper balance while the waves were busy pushing us to and fro like a plastic beach ball in a pool. The goggles on my face were making things cumbersome as they started to fill with water. I could not see nor get my self comfortable in the water but that was not the end. Next came the flippers! We were tasked with slipping on the clunky, cumbersome fins while in the water. Talk about awkward! Could not see a thing, forced to breathe through my mouth and try to avoid swallowing the water that splashed against my face all the while bobbing around with a centrifugal force on my back. My brain could not process all the requirements that I needed to coordinate to make sure I did not drown. This further amplified my unwillingness to continue. Once the ‘fish legs’ were on we were encouraged to get used to the heavy weight and up and down fanning motions to propel us in the water. After a few minutes, we were told to insert our mouth pieces and practise breathing through the snorkel instead of noses. This was important before we began the descent. Better to try now, fail and back out of the experience than decide fifty feet down that it was not for you. Here, I had difficulty again. Why was this mask not sitting correctly on my face? It was adjusted by the diving instructor but in hindsight I think that was a bad idea. Later on, it almost slipped completely off! So scary and awful to be down there and panic. Anyways, I made a few attempts at submerging and breathing normally through the snorkel but my goggles just would not have it. I admit, I panicked a bit and started clinging to the instructor, okay, that is a lie. Stay tuned for the next blog if you would like to know the truth!
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