When you’re training hard for Swimathon, you get to spend many an hour carving up and down a lane. You also develop a very strong sense of the rights and wrongs of lane etiquette. I really do think there’s a place for everyone in the pool: back-strokers, side-gliders, freestylers, dry-hair-crews and duck and divers. This will only work though, if the pool has enough lanes to cater for everyone and if people think about those around them.
Yesterday we headed over to the London Aquatics Centre in Stratford for some mega Extreme Aquasplash fun. While Edward and Hector threw themselves and each other off this:
I got a long swim in, with the odd pause to smile as they flipped each other into the air. As the majority of the pool was given over to inflatable craziness, there was just the one lane for swimming. At first it was crowded, with all sorts of paces and styles vying for space. Over the course of the one-and-a-half hours, people came and went and things thinned out a bit. I do find that, over a fifty-meter pool, it is easier to spread yourself out and not encounter too much jostling, as long as people are in the ‘right’ lane. This was different, of course, but a little bit of patience and a bit of understanding and everyone can enjoy their swim.
Once a week, I pop into the pool while Hector has his lesson and encounter the same ‘challenge’, with lanes being used for teaching and everyone else piling into one mixed-up channel of grumpiness. It also happens when I visit on a weekday morning, as schools pile in for lessons. So basically, this kind of thing happens a lot, so why can’t people get the hang of negotiating a bit of space through a polite nod and the odd bit of overtaking? Sometimes everything clicks into place: you find yourself in the lane with someone who will happily pause at one end, allowing enough space between you to avoid slipstreaming or water-treading. At other times, you are huffing and puffing at the end of the lane, as a ‘lane knob’, as I call them under my breath, squeezes past impatiently, tumble-turning so close to your face that you fear for the safety of your teeth and then slows down in front of you, causing a tailback of tutting swimmers. If someone is constantly catching up with me, fine, I will pause for them to pass every so often. If I find myself constantly catching up with someone, I might politely overtake where space allows. It doesn’t take much for everyone to have an enjoyable swim!
Adele’s Lane ‘Rules’
– look at the sign at the end, slow, medium, fast, but also look at the people in those lanes, are they your sort of slow, medium or fast?
– look at the arrows on the sign, clockwise or anti-clockwise, swim in that direction (really)!
– if you constantly catch up with someone, gently tap them on the foot, so they know to let you pass at the end of the lane. Bear in mind they might not know this signal and could kick you in the teeth for stroking their ankle
– if you start off in the fast lane, then decide to do a slow back-stroke, move lanes, it is allowed!
– if you’re going to tumble turn (go you!) be nice about it and don’t plant your feet anywhere near me, thanks
– just because you’re the fastest person in the lane one day, it might not be the case on another day. It’s OK to be overtaken by a woman, get over it (some) men!
Minor rant over. I love swimming and I love seeing all sorts of people taking to the pool and, when you get chatting, it can be a wonderful part of your day. Let’s share the space and let everyone do their thing.