Joanne reminded us that the weather in Ireland is wet every year!? I could have sworn it was always sunny. The air is warm, the sea has been pretty wild and F & O tied the knot..... with dryrobe bridesmaids no less. There were less jellyfish and I managed to pull my shoulder whilst swimming in waves. The pain!? Oh, and I signed up to do a 750 swim in September. Even though I know I can do it the thought of it is still making me feel ill. Mind you, looking back at photos there were some lovely mornings. In the the one where I'm lying there, admiring my newly painted toes, a man had just shouted out 'Are you alright?' (I was the only one in the sea at 5.30 in the morning). I replied 'I'm grand, husband snores ... couldn't sleep' He laughed and continued on his walk. The shittiest part of August was Cooper passed away. I was gutted for his lovely owner Sinead and kinda dev...
December 1st. 9/23am If you'd told me last year I'd be swimming in December I would never have believed you. It's definitely getting colder but I loves it! 1st December, 5.42pm Double dipper day. Only... I didn't get in. Was nearly in and then the moon came out so ran back to get phone. I paddled instead. Scared the bejaysus out of the S/C/L by taking photos with my hat light off. They could see someone, me, lurking at the water edge and convinced themselves I was perving on them. Cackle. 2nd December, 8.50am / 9.10 3rd December 9.30 Isn't it crazy how much the weather varies day to day? 4th December a.k.a. AM's 100th day of swimming. 8.10am Some of the gang on one of THE coldest sunrise swims to date. It was baltic. AM had been quietly doing a thing for herself that amounted to 100 days of swimming. As the 100th day approached she got in touch with Foc...
I've just completed a full calendar month of swimming (if you don't mind). There was even a couple of double dips here and there . If only I could give that level of commitment to something like losing weight or cooking dinner every day. Sunrise swims have all but stopped, tis terrible early to be getting up. I think the earliest I can manage is a 6am swim. Any earlier and I'll have to go to bed at 6 the night before. Made it back to the Buoy (easier if you don't try and prove you could have been an Olympic contender... which, like? NEVER). They also gave us a lovely bright new Buoy named 2A. Or 1A depending on who you are chatting to. Weather has been fabulous and I've decided that I am not going to let the diagnosis of costochondritis (a fucking lifetime condition apparently) and situational asthma (thanks covid, you're a peach!!) ruin swimming for me. The former is aggravated by the ...
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