Jean Hurring
New Zealand Olympian: 74
New Zealand Olympian: 74
Jean Stewart was the
central figure in the first family of New Zealand swimming. Her mother, Mary,
was the first woman to swim for Otago at a national championship. Her husband,
Lincoln, was an Empire Games medallist. Her two sisters were national junior
champions. And her son, Gary, won a Commonwealth Games gold medal and a world championship
silver.
Today's swimmers would
most baulk at many of the handicaps Stewart had to overcome.
She trained in the 33
1/3-yard the Tepid Baths in Dunedin, so virtually never got to use a 50m pool.
And travel in those days was a time-consuming process. To get to an event in
the North Island involved an arduous train trip, a Cook Strait ferry crossing,
and then another train trip.
Stewart was a swimming
pioneer. She and future husband Lincoln Hurring were the first New Zealand swimmers
to put in huge hours of pool training.
"I was inspired
by the beautiful film of the 1936 Berlin Olympics," she says. "The
first time I saw that film, when I was 14, the whole theatre screamed when Jack
Lovelock took the lead in the 1500m final. It sparked something in me, made me
want to go to an Olympics."
Strangely, Stewart was
initially scared of the water. Her older sisters would throw her in to force
her to swim. "I discovered that if I lay on my back it was easier, and
that's how I got started in backstroke."
By 1952, Stewart, who
grew up in Dunedin, was attending training college. She would bike to the Tepid
Baths three times a day to train in the intervals between swimming sessions.
"My training was by guess and by God. My coach, Bill Wallace, was more of
an enthusiast than a swimming expert. He knew about horse racing, so he trained
me like a horse. I did what is now known as interval training, though it was
fairly rudimentary."
Stewart says what made
all the difference for the team to Helsinki was the fact that they travelled by
plane. "It was a slow trip, with lots of stops, but it was infinitely
better than going by boat.
“Our Olympic team had
no swimming coach or manager. We looked after ourselves. In Sydney on the way
over, I had to train in the harbour because the only pool we could find was
available only to men.
In Singapore, the next
stop, we did get a nice big pool, but the water was incredibly hot, like a
bath. We arrived in London three weeks before the Olympics, but again couldn’t
find a suitable pool. We didn’t even have a stopwatch. We really had no idea
how we were going.
“Poor Lincoln. He had
not been selected early and had gained selection only by continually breaking
records. He’d had no break after racing every week and he got thinner and
thinner and sicker and sicker. He got very run-down and developed tonsillitis.
In Helsinki he was put in hospital and had to leave hospital to compete.”
The two New Zealand
swimmers were not allocated much time in the Olympic training pool, but foiled
officials by resting in the middle of the pool, rather than at the ends, so
they could not be ejected.
Finally it came to
race day. Stewart had no idea about her opposition, except that the Dutch,
especially world record-holder Geertje Wielema, were strong.
“I felt a big
responsibility on the day of the heat. I had to justify my selection, though it
wasn’t as bad as what Yvette Williams faced. She was such a big name in New
Zealand that she really needed to win the gold medal to live up to
expectations.”
Stewart was in lane
one and was surprised to find the two lanes next to her empty. She swam as fast
as she could and finished second to Wielema. Her time was the fourth-fastest
overall. All day she waited to find out if there would be a semi-final.
“We were only
swimmers. No officials would talk to us. They would deal only with managers,
but we didn’t have a manager there. Finally an English journalist, Pat
Beresford, asked me what was going on. When I told her she went and asked and
found out there was no semi-final and that I was into the final.
“Before the final I
was desperate to improve from fourth to third. Fourth is nothing; third is a
medal. I made a slow start in the final – that was always a problem for me. But
I finished well and touched behind Joan Harrison, of South Africa, and Geertje
Wielema. Another Dutch swimmer, Johanna de Korte, finished at the same time as
me.
“An official called
out to me that I was third. I got very excited about that. Then another
official said that was wrong and that I was fourth. Two of us had the same time
and it came down to the judges’ decision. Finally, after quite a wait, the
decision came out and I was third. That was a real thrill. It was also a great
relief, because I really felt pressure to prove I should have been selected.”
Though she continued
to compete for another four years, the 1952 Olympic bronze medal marked the
peak of her career. "I worked fulltime after that, and didn't