Growing up in midwestern suburbia, a big difference between then and now is that the newly-built subdivisions didn't have a central clubhouse with activities and a pool (outdoor or indoor) like today. Heck, we didn't even get a park with swingsets and a slide until the last street was being developed a few years after we moved there. There wasn't any local YMCAs until I was in high school, so our parents had to sign up to use a local motel's indoor pool, which probably wasn't cheap. They did offer swimming lessons there, so my sibs and I were able to learn how to do more than dogpaddle, unlike my mom.

As for access to lakes, outside of the Chain of Lakes area in the far NW suburbs and Lake Michigan, there are really no big pools of water that aren't chemically-laced retention ponds. Rivers, yes, but again there's the whole pollution-due-to-insecticides-and-factories issue, as well as the current.

Have celeb chefs really made much of a difference to the average American?

I think that it's more the influential restaurants, and not the chefs themselves, that take the credit for things such as gourmet pizza (Spago's) and the spread of organic foods and more innovative flavors (most of the 1980s hip places in LA and NY).

I learned to swim in a lake, but I stopped taking swimming lessons because I was too scared of heights to jump from the big tower, which you had to do to pass beyond advanced beginner. I assume I can still dog paddle and float like the best of them, but truth be told, I haven't been swimming since 1994. I don't have a fear of water so much as a fear of bathing suits, however.

I can back stroke fairly competently, but I cannot do the face down strokes. I cannot get coordinated enough to breathe on the right stroke.

I have problems with it that too, and generally tend to do something between a normal front stroke (whatever it's called) and dog paddling where my head stays out of the water. I can do it the "right" way, but it requires a lot more concentration on breathing at the correct time and I hate not seeing where I'm going, so I usually don't bother.

All the ocean's near where my mom grew up had a lot of waves and a strong undertow. So when you a re learning to swim - waves are knocking you over- stroong salt water is getting in you face, etc. I grew up learning to swim in a calm lake. I had a better oppertunity to learn to perfect my strokes. That same thing that happens to runners - when they get to the place where the rhythm is right and they can go on forever - happens when I swim. I don't think my mom ever had the chance to feel that. so she learned the strokes. but never got the speed, endurance, or fluidity.

I learned, or rather my mother attempted to teach me, to swim in a pool at the swim club. Later, I learned from my grandfather in Lake Michigan and Lake Huron. I'm an ok swimmer. I can handle myself in deep water, but I have tendency to go out too far in lakes.

All of us learned to swim as soon as our mother could find lessons for us. I can remember some of the early lessons, but not what it was like to not know how to swim. She's big on swimming, having grown up around rivers and lakes. The one thing she doesn't like about Puget Sound is that it's too cold for swimming.

Tickybox is too cute for for words, and I need to plan another weekend up in Seattle soon.

YES! Yes you do.

No fear of any kind of water here. In fact, I'm much more comfortable near, on or in water than I am not.

I said over the summer that I felt like I was spending half my life trying to get closer to water -- the pool, river, ocean, whatever.

Also, my favorite "Bwuh?" thing for people not-from-Eastern-Mass: When we didn't feel like going all the way to the beach, we'd go swimming in Walden Pond.

I cannot, apparently, drown without help. DH, OTOH, cannot float without some forward movement going on, and our StE takes after him. And with both of them, it's bone density, not muscle mass that sinks them. DH played soccer from age two to age 22, including college and semipro, with lots of sprains and bruises but never a dislocation or a broken bone. With me of course, it's all this lovely buoyant fat. And also the fact that I can float forever. I swim incompetently ("I only dog-paddle"--Fezzig), so it may take me forever to reach a destination, but I'll float forever, and can rest, so I should make it eventually, barring riptides, undertows, and predatory animals.

I am one of those people in ita's krav classes that where she would say " put your feet this way" , I 'd say ok, look down and relizes my feet are doing nothing like what I think they are. So it took me a long time to learn to swim well. and to ride a bike. and to ice skate. That fact that I went to one capoeira class, is a big deal. That fact that if it was closer , I might have gone again - is amazing. Because it would have been a very long road ( they were amazed that I could not do a cartwheel)

eta: I think extra letters are attracted to my posts today.