Some things don't turn out the way you would expect. My first day as a swim is a good example of this. I a big lesson that day, which that I have a lot to especially when it comes to coaching .
For several years, I swam with guided by coaches. The coach I admired was Jan MacDonald. I admired her for her , her enthusiasm and her wisdom. I lvoed her ability to inspire me to more than I could've ever done on my . I wanted to be like her, which led to my wanting to be a coach.
Coach Mac said that her job to create the right conditions for and to keep her athletes motivated. As I her coach, I began to see of her various roles. Coach Mac was a , friend, mentor, demonstrator, advisor, supporter, cheerleader, , and organizer.
When I became a , Coach Mac let me help her coach during the summers. I was "Coach Jenny" to the and boys. This made me feel and humble at the same time.
During these , Coach Mac would point out to me important it is to communicate well with of all ages. "Never talk down to a , regardless of his or her age," she me. Coach Mac was an expert at authority without seeming bossy. All the respected her.
One day Coack Mac needed me to the kids' workout because she'd caught the . In a week voice, she dictated the workout to me over the phone. She me, before hanging up, that she had confidence in my skills and that I'd a fine job.
Well, in spite of Coach Mac's , I didn't do such a great . One of the boys stubbed his and cried so loudly that it some of the other swimmers. Then, it was time to begin the , the swimmers scattered like marbles around the deck. I finally had to blow my loudly to get them to pay .
After that, I asked them to kicking in the water. Several of them and refused, something they never did Coack Mac was leading the workout. And for the insult, just when the kids were doing what I asked of them, it to rain. I had to hustle out of the pool.