The tension was mounting. The voices echoing around the pool.
The children were changed and waiting in their teams.
The parents were hustling for seats in the grandstand!
The school swimming gala was moments away.
There were 31 races (single length) to get through, and it has to be said the organisation was spot on.
It was great to see all the teachers supporting this event (their pupils) fighting it out in the water.
So how did the boys do? My middle son went first, in the breast-stroke. He's not the sportiest of boys, and he was as surprised as us to be picked - we used that to his advantage; building him up and giving him confidence.
He swam a great race, and although he didn't win, he gave it his best shot.
My oldest son was set to anchor two relays.
Race one - just the boys, and he brought it home in style; hardly a sweat!!
Race two - mixed. Girls first, handing off to the boys. It's safe to say it wasn't a great start, and by the end of the second leg they were in trouble. However, it wasn't over, and the first of the boys managed to catch up.
Number one son dived into action, and after half a length it was his to lose! He powered his way, freestyle, and comfortably won the race.
They both swam to the best of their abilities and I am so proud of them.