I'm still not Michael Phelps...

Do you remember when, last year, I told to you that I was learning to swim?

Well, this year I can totally tell you that I can swim. 

On Saturday I did 40 (I'm not lying) laps. 1 km!!!!I did every lap by breaststroke... and where I can't hit the rock bottom....isn't it great?!?

And for this I just have to thank my sweet teacher Mr!!!

Another Sunday at the swimming pool

My boyfriend becomes my teacher during our weekend at the swimming pool.
So I can't swim, and I'm a bit afraid of the water where I can't hit the rock bottom. (I probably have to talk in past tense :))
But.

 

In these two Sundays my boyfriend made the miracle!
I'm not Michael Phelps, but now I can swim one length, even where I can't hit the rock bottom.
Of course I (try to) swim the breaststroke.
You don't know how happy I am about this!
I "can" swim. 
I have a lot of Sundays to improve my breaststroke.
Today I have won my personal Olympics. And I really want to thank my coach. My boyfriend.
Have a nice Monday!!!!