My high school swim coach, Coach Buker, was an awesome coach and a great motivator. I had never really participated in too many sports before I joined the swim team on a whim one summer, and he helped me become a lot better at the sport and get in shape without being too harsh or too demanding. He helped make the sport enjoyable and something I still reminisce upon, as opposed to something I potentially could have hated.
Swim team in high school is intense. It involved a summer preseason, and once the season started, it demanded a lot physical from the athletes. We were required to be at the pool in the high school three days a week at five in the morning and swim until school started. Every day after school we had three-day practices. We had dry lands that consisted of intense ab exercises and leg exercises as well as hour of swim drills. It was the hardest physical toll my body ever took.
Before I joined the team I weighed in at 170 and was five feet 10 inches. I slimmed down to 150 and had a full six-pack afterward. The workout was amazing.
A lot of swim coaches were notorious for being harsh and mean. Mine was extremely nice and relaxed. He would set high standards for us, but trusted us enough to work out the practice, as we needed to. He didn’t stand and yell at us to go faster while we practiced, he would come and go from his office at random to check on us.
Although he allowed leniency, he also helped me after practice to develop my stroke. He spent extra time physically teaching me how to properly do all the strokes, since I was new to the sport. He would get in the water with me and help me obtain the skills I needed to keep up with the rest of the team.
I remember my swim team coach because of his motivational abilities and his extra care for athletes who weren’t the best. I will always remember this in my life and my interactions with people.