Pete, Ollie and Hildi marathon training so a pre-swim run along the seafront. Hildi suffering from combination of late night Brighton Swimming Club committee meeting and Sunday's 20 mile training run. Pete off like a rocket now he's over his illness and Ollie kindly hanging back. Quick chat with Paul C on his bike on the way to work.
Arrived at the beach to find Joan doing her running between the groynes (I think it's only me that does 'groins' - what does that say about me?!). Speculation that she is actually engaged in secret training for the marathon and we'll turn up on the day to find her running a 3:30 or something, followed by a swim round the pier!
Alex arrived, full of soothing advice for Hildi's foot pain and Ollie's blisters - Alex, you have the most perfect bedside manner - you will be the best physio! All going well. Until...
Ollie gets an attack of the wimpies! Cold, shivery... mojo disappearing very fast behind the groynes/groins (I don't want to speculate about which is correct here). It's catching!! Hildi and Alex also start to wonder if today is the day they won't make it in. Joan and Pete already in the briny. Pete onto his second width. He's going for 4 - we know it!!!
Alex, that perfect gentleman, starts an uncharaacteristic water splashing fight, but it doesn't fit his personality and he soon stops. We enjoy the water on our aching lower limbs. It actually feels really really good. Then Hildi and Alex start breaststroking and then Ollie is in!! Diving head under. Gasping for air and then swimming.
We enjoy it a little longer. It is, as always, beautiful, amazing and wonderful. We are, as always, slightly amazed that we can do this and that we love it.
Thanks guys for another Wednesday Wonder.
Swimmers: Pete, Joan, Alex, Ollie, Hildi
Runners: Pete, Ollie, Hildi and JOAN
Cake: Alex
Calm and peaceful conditions. Bottom visible during swimming.
About 15-20 minutes in the water.
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