You never know when your strength and training will come in useful.
3 years ago I went down onto the beach and noticed a load of women and children screaming and crying by the shore. I looked out to sea and there were 3 people caught in a rip tide and being swept out.
I learnt afterwards that a young boy had got into difficulties on his body board, his granddad had gone in to save him… started struggling himself, and then ANOTHER old chap had gone in to help the two of them. End result, all 3 of them in big trouble.
Back in my teens I had done some basic aquatic lifesaving training and
before I knew it I was out there myself. That was the easy part.
The young boy and his granddad had stopped trying to swim against the tide and were floating on the body board and kicking for a boulder groyne that ran out to sea, so I went to help the other bloke.
Unfortunately he was in his 60’s, had Angina and must have weighed close to 300LB. By the time I got to him he was starting to go under the waves and was completely exhausted.
My first attempt to help him saw us both go under as he panicked and grabbed me. I managed to break free and when we surfaced I screamed at him to just calm down and let me help him.
I managed to turn him onto his back and started towing. We had no chance of getting to the shore so I headed for the groyne.
This is when my few years of strength and fitness training paid off. The tide was still pulling us out to sea, the waves were washing over us and after a couple of minutes I was completely fucked. It took every ounce of strength I had but by Gods grace I managed to tow him to the groyne and heave him onto the boulders.
I know that if I had never trained I simply wouldnt have been able to do this and the two of us would have never made it out of that sea. Infact, I am grateful for every single fitness session that I had ever done before that day.
It was such a close run thing that after heaving him out I couldnt physically pull myself from the sea and it was only a freakishly large wave (my family who were on the beach call it a miracle wave) that lifted me out of the ocean, onto the rocks and to safety.
Thankfully the young boy and his granddad had made it just before us and eventually we were picked up by the coast guard.
I know its not an example of using your strength in an everyday environment but its good to have it there just in case! You never know what situation you will be confronted with tomorrow…
Holy crap…That’s a pretty intense story. Whenever I read things like this it usually ends up with every drowned because of the panic and lack of training. Nicely done![/quote]
Ha ha! Cheers. I never said there was no panic : ) When I first got him on his back and tried pulling for the shore we went nowhere at all because of the strength of the tide. I had all on just keeping us afloat and thats when I thought “Oh FUCK Ive had it now”.
Luckily, before I could start panicking myself he said “leave me lad, ive had it, get yourself out” and he stopped fighting to stay afloat for a moment.
I just went into some sort of zone then and started shouting at him “cummon, were gonna do this, just kick as hard as ya can, keep kicking, nearly there, nearly there, cummon…” etc. until we got to the rocks.
It was the most intense thing thats ever happened to me and shook me up a bit for a few days. I have no idea how guys who are frequently in life and death situations (fire fighters, soldiers etc) deal with the emotional workload of it all. Massive respect.