I’ve only recently learned how to swim with my head above the water, practicing at least once a week in the pool. When I told my friends how I almost drowned twice while practicing in the deep pool (1.8m), one of them asked: “Why would you swim in the deeper pool when it’s safer for you in the more shallow pool?”
“Because I’ll never learn how to swim if I don’t do it where I will be forced to REALLY swim.”
OK, I paraphrased it nicer for impact but same thought. And I was actually surprised by my own answer. I’ve always been crazy about self-preservation. For the Old Me, that meant not ending in a watery grave by staying where it’s safe. But the Me Now, who doesn’t care if I die or not, knows that unless I run out of air with no solid ground ‘neath me, I would never be forced to THINK of SAVING MYSELF. And I am getting the skills that would ensure I will be TRULY SAFE beyond my “safe, limited enclosures”.