Definitely have been having some rather unusual dive sessions recently. Normally I don't even get in the water until August sometime so having had quite a few dive sessions already this year is VERY unusual.
In the past couple of sessions I have been trying out the idea of FRC diving. This, I believe, combined with the new, full body, wetsuit has reduced my bouyancy quite nicely. Last year I never negative bouyancy. Heck, if I was diving in 30-35 foot deep water I was always positive. I would just let myself float back to the surface and think nothing of it. No, I don't pack my lungs before I go under it was just simply how bouyant I was thanks to the equipment I was using.
In the past couple of sessions I have finally started to see negative bouyancy and trying to reprogram my mind to have to swim the surface is being the greatest challenge right now. It seems like my mind wants to take over and make me bail out long before I get down to 25 feet. I just can't get my mind comfortable with the idea. How do you guys do it? Their's plenty of air left when I come up but my mind just plays headgames on me and tries to make me think otherwise.
Well, this evening came and I headed out for the first since last Friday afternoon. Little did I know the interesting session that was looming before me.
I suited up before I left home so I could head straight for the water when I got to the lake. I walked on out to waist deep water and did the quick spit trick for keeping the self-equalizing goggles fog free. I put them on and put on the gloves and swam on out to the dock the kids use for jumping and diving off of during the summer months. I decided a couple of weeks ago that I would try to bike as much as possible to the lake this summer instead of driving. I knew to keep from always having to carry the weight from the weight belt on me when I rode my bicycle out I would try to find a place out there where I could stash it for the summer. I found a sweet location underneath the dive platform. I retrieved the weight and put it on and swam on out into the lake to the usual dive location right around the 'no wake zone'.
I breathed up for the first dive and I knew tonight I was going to be playing around some more with the negative bouyancy as well as BTV(BVT whichever it is). To this point I had had two or three dives in the past couple of times I have been out that I have actually been negatively bouyant. I head down, watching mostly whether my ears were equalizing using the swallowing concept or not. I still wouldn't say yes or no. Just too many things happening at once to be able to pay enough attention to just one thing and get any kind of true feedback. I made it down about 20 feet or so and I knew I was negatively bouyant and my mind took over and suckered me out. I bailed and headed back for the surface. I could see the bottom but my mind wasn't going to let me have any of it at all.
I breathe up for the second dive. This time I take a stroke or two at most once I break beneath the surface. I was negative at around 12 feet, maybe even closer to the surface than that. I make it down to within 6-8 feet of the bottom(25 feet) and I bail again. My mind is just playing all kinds of dirty tricks on me.
I breathe up again and go for the third dive. This time I decide to descend slowly and keep my eyes on the dive line and see if I could spot when I hit negative bouyancy. Boy, was I shocked to find myself sinking even though I was only six feet below the surface. Once again the mind took over and I probably once again only made it 20 feet or so before I bailed. Between the three dives I was probably below the surface a total of 1:30, if that long. I've held my breath in my bed a week or so ago for 3:30 and if someone else would have been holding the watch instead of me I probably would have made 4 minutes easily.
It seemed like the finish of this dive was rather unusual to say the least. I can't quite put my finger. It did seem like my mind was trying to really make me focus on equalizing down at the bottom point of the dive.
I got back up to the surface and started the breathe up for the next dive. Only I was noticing something really strange. I couldn't seem to breathe up like I normally should be able to. It was REALLY strange. I didn't like the feeling of it at all. Something wasn't right. I rolled up the dive line and headed into shallower water to see if by swimming around some it might change the situation any. I got into 18 foot deep water and tried breathing up again and it seemed like it was a litte better but still not normal. It seemed like I was short of breath and couldn't catch up with myself.
I decided to go for another dive and ended up bailing on it QUITE quickly. My mind was taking over in more ways than one.
Upon reaching the surface I said screw this I'm done. I rolled up the dive line, swam into the diving platform and dropped off the weight and swam on into the shore. I was noticing that it sounded like my breathing was raspy. Almost borderline asthmatic. I had childhood asthma in the fall months when I was a kid and would go out and play in the yard with my brother or sister but I haven't had any kinds of symptoms of it in 25 years.
I started changing clothes when I noticed something even more bizarre. The only place to change clothes, especially with other people around, was in the handicap accesible porta potty. I was in their changing and spit up a nice hacker. As I spit it into the toilet I noticed it looked like their was blood mixed in with the spit. This really had me thinking.
I walked outside to put on my shoes and had more phylm(sp?) in my throat. I spit it out, with another hacker, and once again very definite blood in the spit. As I walked out to the shore to get the sand out of the suit and the booties I hacked up another chunk. This time I spit it into my mind. I noticed the blood part seemed like it almost mucus kind of consistency, not normal blood, liquid, consistency.
This started to explain, partially, what I noticed in the water when I was having the harder time trying to breathe up. I still don't understand what happened to bring on the blood in the throat in the first place.
When I normally spit their was no blood. Blood only showed up when I tried to clear my throat. I've not had any kind of cold or anything like that in ages. There is nothing that makes any sense as to what or why this condition should have occured in the first place.
So both...is their a short cut for getting the mind out of the dive so I can have the dives I know I'm extremely capable of having, and what might have happened tonight and what steps should be taken to keep if from happening the future.
Ryan
In the past couple of sessions I have been trying out the idea of FRC diving. This, I believe, combined with the new, full body, wetsuit has reduced my bouyancy quite nicely. Last year I never negative bouyancy. Heck, if I was diving in 30-35 foot deep water I was always positive. I would just let myself float back to the surface and think nothing of it. No, I don't pack my lungs before I go under it was just simply how bouyant I was thanks to the equipment I was using.
In the past couple of sessions I have finally started to see negative bouyancy and trying to reprogram my mind to have to swim the surface is being the greatest challenge right now. It seems like my mind wants to take over and make me bail out long before I get down to 25 feet. I just can't get my mind comfortable with the idea. How do you guys do it? Their's plenty of air left when I come up but my mind just plays headgames on me and tries to make me think otherwise.
Well, this evening came and I headed out for the first since last Friday afternoon. Little did I know the interesting session that was looming before me.
I suited up before I left home so I could head straight for the water when I got to the lake. I walked on out to waist deep water and did the quick spit trick for keeping the self-equalizing goggles fog free. I put them on and put on the gloves and swam on out to the dock the kids use for jumping and diving off of during the summer months. I decided a couple of weeks ago that I would try to bike as much as possible to the lake this summer instead of driving. I knew to keep from always having to carry the weight from the weight belt on me when I rode my bicycle out I would try to find a place out there where I could stash it for the summer. I found a sweet location underneath the dive platform. I retrieved the weight and put it on and swam on out into the lake to the usual dive location right around the 'no wake zone'.
I breathed up for the first dive and I knew tonight I was going to be playing around some more with the negative bouyancy as well as BTV(BVT whichever it is). To this point I had had two or three dives in the past couple of times I have been out that I have actually been negatively bouyant. I head down, watching mostly whether my ears were equalizing using the swallowing concept or not. I still wouldn't say yes or no. Just too many things happening at once to be able to pay enough attention to just one thing and get any kind of true feedback. I made it down about 20 feet or so and I knew I was negatively bouyant and my mind took over and suckered me out. I bailed and headed back for the surface. I could see the bottom but my mind wasn't going to let me have any of it at all.
I breathe up for the second dive. This time I take a stroke or two at most once I break beneath the surface. I was negative at around 12 feet, maybe even closer to the surface than that. I make it down to within 6-8 feet of the bottom(25 feet) and I bail again. My mind is just playing all kinds of dirty tricks on me.
I breathe up again and go for the third dive. This time I decide to descend slowly and keep my eyes on the dive line and see if I could spot when I hit negative bouyancy. Boy, was I shocked to find myself sinking even though I was only six feet below the surface. Once again the mind took over and I probably once again only made it 20 feet or so before I bailed. Between the three dives I was probably below the surface a total of 1:30, if that long. I've held my breath in my bed a week or so ago for 3:30 and if someone else would have been holding the watch instead of me I probably would have made 4 minutes easily.
It seemed like the finish of this dive was rather unusual to say the least. I can't quite put my finger. It did seem like my mind was trying to really make me focus on equalizing down at the bottom point of the dive.
I got back up to the surface and started the breathe up for the next dive. Only I was noticing something really strange. I couldn't seem to breathe up like I normally should be able to. It was REALLY strange. I didn't like the feeling of it at all. Something wasn't right. I rolled up the dive line and headed into shallower water to see if by swimming around some it might change the situation any. I got into 18 foot deep water and tried breathing up again and it seemed like it was a litte better but still not normal. It seemed like I was short of breath and couldn't catch up with myself.
I decided to go for another dive and ended up bailing on it QUITE quickly. My mind was taking over in more ways than one.
Upon reaching the surface I said screw this I'm done. I rolled up the dive line, swam into the diving platform and dropped off the weight and swam on into the shore. I was noticing that it sounded like my breathing was raspy. Almost borderline asthmatic. I had childhood asthma in the fall months when I was a kid and would go out and play in the yard with my brother or sister but I haven't had any kinds of symptoms of it in 25 years.
I started changing clothes when I noticed something even more bizarre. The only place to change clothes, especially with other people around, was in the handicap accesible porta potty. I was in their changing and spit up a nice hacker. As I spit it into the toilet I noticed it looked like their was blood mixed in with the spit. This really had me thinking.
I walked outside to put on my shoes and had more phylm(sp?) in my throat. I spit it out, with another hacker, and once again very definite blood in the spit. As I walked out to the shore to get the sand out of the suit and the booties I hacked up another chunk. This time I spit it into my mind. I noticed the blood part seemed like it almost mucus kind of consistency, not normal blood, liquid, consistency.
This started to explain, partially, what I noticed in the water when I was having the harder time trying to breathe up. I still don't understand what happened to bring on the blood in the throat in the first place.
When I normally spit their was no blood. Blood only showed up when I tried to clear my throat. I've not had any kind of cold or anything like that in ages. There is nothing that makes any sense as to what or why this condition should have occured in the first place.
So both...is their a short cut for getting the mind out of the dive so I can have the dives I know I'm extremely capable of having, and what might have happened tonight and what steps should be taken to keep if from happening the future.
Ryan