No floor under the feet.

My swimming coach took me to the deep end of the pool today. There was no floor under my feet, at least where I can stand and breathe. It was scary.

What I realized is that having the floor under my feet was actually stopping me from learning how to swim. That since I could put my feet there and stand, I did. And I didn't trust myself enough to swim through even though I could.

There is no easy way of doing this. Of shifting from having the floor under your feet to having no floor. There is panic, there is fear, there is this strong desire to go back to safety.

But you can't learn to ride a bicycle if you are not willing to take off the training wheels.