If you cannot stay at the Y, you might as well swim there.
Of course, A Runner’s Delight has been searching for a new pool to hit up since relocating to Oakland. The first swim center I checked out was the local YMCA with my friend Noah, who has a membership. Might as well get an insider’s perspective.
Swimming at the Y in an urban city is delightful if you like a bit of chaos, a bit of the unexpected, and lifeguards. Places like the Y are very into safety, thus there are people guarding our lives while we swim. Plus, all the lap swimmers were not hard-core Master’s swim addicts, so they were very go-with-the-flow in their lapping. And the age range? Crazy large. From high schoolers to the oldest woman I have ever seen in a pool (which is saying something), there were a variety of skills and speeds demonstrated.
So have I found my new pool? Maybe. There were so many people, it was hard to feel a sense of swimming community. But, I have friends that belong to the Y, so I could have my own watery community if I can talk them into being mermaids and mermen with me. And I do need a place to feel like a fish again, and work out my muscles when I’m feeling over-extended.