Another day in the pool, another small step forward.
Today, I practiced paddling again—but this time, I used a kickboard instead of holding the side wall. It felt like a tiny leap of trust in myself. And it worked. I moved. Slowly, steadily. Forward.
It’s nice to feel that shift—from holding on to letting go, even just a little.
I’m definitely improving, and even though it’s still early, I can see the difference.