A bit of a milestone day as I officially kicked off my long distance open water season and logged my first one-hour swim of the year.
… Sea swimming gives you that sense of freedom that can’t be found anywhere else. Maybe mountaineering would get close but I don’t like heights. In fact a fear of heights and a fear of drowning means sea level it is for me!
I woke feeling a little apprehensive. A 10 hour English Channel training swim was in store with waves, jellyfish, sickness and exhaustion to look forward to
The alarm went off. It was 5:30am. It was a Saturday. Most people’s alarms don’t do that. Most people don’t set their alarms at all at the weekend. Anyone with half an ounce of sense is doing their best to stay asleep before they have to confront the day ahead, hopefully with a well deserved hangover.
Today’s target was to do a 4 hour swim. Conditions at Shore Rd first thing this morning were pretty miserable. It was one of those grey rainy days – one of those days much better seen through my bedroom window with a cup of tea.