"I have a feeling that this is going to be a good swim meet", I said to my dad! I had kept that in my mind on the drive up to the pool. But, as we inched closer and closer to the swim meet, I got more and more nervous.
We arrived there, and we meet everyone else from the team, and they were all just as nervous as I was!
After racing my first event, (the hundred i.m.) I felt pretty confident in myself. Sadly, for my second race,( fifty free) disaster had hit. Also, for my third race (fifty butter). The referees had unfairly disqualified me, my coach had even said so! After I was done for the day I was quite sad, but my mom told me, it always gets better!
The next day had come, and I was more nervous then I had ever been. My events were, ( fifty back, two hundred i.m., and last but not least one hundred free)! For the second day I did way better! One swim meet down, a hundred more to go!
