So there I was, swimming my laps when one of the lifeguards asked, “Excuse me, is that a sidestroke?”
Like what, I’m doing something wrong … after sixty years of this?
Uh, no. Turns out he didn’t know how to do one. A butterfly stroke, yes. But this essential way of swimming?
So I ask, “Didn’t you need it with a reverse kick to pass lifesaving?”
Turns out, no, they’ve changed the requirements. No more cross-chest carry, either.
Huh?
No, they use a backstroke to keep the victim’s neck and back more secure.
Wow, times have changed.
At least he’d heard the sidestroke was great for swimming distances, as in the ocean. I gave him a few tips.
But, jeez, I hate feeling old. I remember when CPR was the new thing, and it was much, much gentler than what they’re teaching these kids. I can expect a few broken bones if they go for it, and I’ll be grateful.
Yes, even with that, I trust them with my life.
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