Wondering whether it would not be a good idea to take actual swimming lessons. I still swim, in the broadest sense of the term, in the style you learn when your sole swimming tuition was to be thrown into the water in the Caribbean by your father at age 7. The floundering style, one might call it (er, wait a minute, what's all this about sole and flounder -we have established that I ain't no fish, exactly...)
I enjoy the swimming part of it. Not so much the changing room rituals, makes me feel I must have been thrown back to my much hated secondary school PE. I may have stopped in the winter in good measure because of that. When I catch the place on a quiet day with not that many people it's not so bad. Today was one of those.
Must think a bit and perhaps make enquiries about those swimming lessons.