October 29, 2012
My first trip to the National Whitewater Center in Charlotte didn’t bode well. In the very first rapid, called Entrance Exam, I flunked when I flipped and ended up taking a long swim. I was completely overwhelmed by the chaos of the river and was on the verge of quitting and going home. But eventually I got back in my boat and kept at it. This fall, I made my third trip to the NWC and things are going swimmingly, which is to say I’m not swimming as often! One of the things that I love about this new sport is that reconnects me with the challenges and joys of the learning process.