I Don’t Dive

I never learned to dive.

I think it’s because I’m claustrophobic. I hate enclosed spaces, but I also hate having anything over my nose and mouth.

When I go into water face first I get that same sensation.

It’s not that I don’t swim. I grew up in Southern California with a swimming pool in the backyard, so I know how to swim.

It’s not that I don’t swim underwater. When I was younger, I could hold my breath for two minutes. I’m out of practice now, but I can still manage about a minute.

It’s not that I don’t jump in. I’d rather jump in and get it over with—especially if the water’s cold—then inch my way into the shallow end. That’s much worse.

I just don’t dive. I never learned. But I jump in with both feet, and that’s just as good.

In fact, it’s better. Because when I jump in, I can do a cannonball. And maybe that’s the other reason I don’t dive. Divers don’t make a splash.

I want to make the biggest splash I can.

Five Minute Friday


3 thoughts on “I Don’t Dive

  1. Hi David
    You are a fresh breeze amongst the ladies at FMF. I will never again say that I am linking up with all the ladies at FMF. Thanks for making a cannonball splash amongst us girls!
    Blessings XX


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