Swimming at The 2008 Summer Paralympics - Events

Events

Due to the classification process, there will be more than one set of medals in each of the traditional swimming events. The following events will be held in the various classifications.

Men
Event S1 S2 S3 S4 S5 S6 S7 S8 S9 S10 S11 S12 S13
50 m freestyle X X X X X X X X X X X X
100 m freestyle X X X X X X X X X X X X
200 m freestyle X X X X
400 m freestyle X X X X X X X X
50 m backstroke X X X X X
100 m backstroke X X X X X X X X
50 m butterfly X X X
100 m butterfly X X X X X X
Event SB3 SB4 SB5 SB6 SB7 SB8 SB9 SB11 SB12 SB13
50 m breaststroke X
100 m breaststroke X X X X X X X X X
Event SM4 SM5 SM6 SM7 SM8 SM9 SM10 SM12 SM13
150 m individual medley X
200 m individual medley X X X X X X X X
Event 20pts 34pts
4×50 m freestyle relay X
4×100 m freestyle relay X
4×50 m medley relay X
4×100 m medley relay X
Women
Event S2 S3 S4 S5 S6 S7 S8 S9 S10 S11 S12 S13
50 m freestyle X X X X X X X X X X X
100 m freestyle X X X X X X X X X X
200 m freestyle X
400 m freestyle X X X X X X
50 m backstroke X X X
100 m backstroke X X X X X X
50 m butterfly X X
100 m butterfly X X X X X
Event SB4 SB5 SB6 SB7 SB8 SB9 SB12
100 m breaststroke X X X X X X X
Event SM4 SM6 SM7 SM8 SM9 SM10 SM12 SM13
150 m individual medley X
200 m individual medley X X X X X X X

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