Sink or Swim

Sink or swim...
I am continually asked about my tattoo. “Any special meaning?” They’ll probe doubtfully. Originally, I wanted to get the word strength as my tattoo, but that’s not very original. As I mused it over– and searched Pinterest vigorously– I came across the phrase I refuse to sink. This was getting closer, but it was not quite perfect yet. I knew there was something out there that was better; there was. I came across the phrase ‘Sink or Swim’ and right away I knew it was meant for me. As a life long swimmer (and when I say swimmer I don’t mean an occasional dip in the pool kinda swimmer, I mean wake up every single┬áday at the crack of dawn all summer. During the school year, we spend god knows how many hours at school then go straight to practice for three more hours. Every other sport has a season. Not us. No breaks for swimmers. Anyways.) anything with the word swim struck a chord with me. It’s the most relatable thing for me. It’s also how I learned pretty much anything, especially math. Decimals *shudder*. Swimming was the best teaching tool for me, and I knew that it would be something that I would continue to hold onto for the rest of my life. It’s part of my identity. Even when I swear I hate it, even when I’m dead set of quitting, even when I sleep through a weeks worth of morning practices (whoops), swimming is part of me. And it taught me so much. It taught me you always have a choice, you can put in the effort and succeed, or you can half-ass it and get half-assed results. But mostly it taught me that I can achieve anything I set my mind. And that’s what my tattoo means to me, I can give up and sink, or I can leave it all in the water and swim.