Today saw a few firsts for me. The first open water swim
since my swimming haircut, the first of the
Sydney season without a wetsuit, the first in a bikini and the first frisson
of surf with the Bold and Beautiful. The haircut is brilliant, no need for
large swim hats, precariously balanced goggles and no need to wrestle with
tangled rats’ tails aprez swim. The water today was a refreshing 19 degrees.
The two piece stayed in place. But the surf … I hang my head in shame! There was no boldness about this B&B swimmer
today. Once I clapped eyes on the big wave sets coming in I wimped out and joined
the walk of shame to the ocean steps conveniently located beyond the break. I
had a relaxed and pleasurable, if foreshortened, swim. So even though I was not
a bold swimmer I was a happy one with no broken bones. A new approach to the ocean is emerging I
think. I wish all ocean swims had stair options!
After the swim we had our customary Bluewater brekkie
tainted by a smidgeon of guilt at not having completed the full mileage. To
assuage this guilt I persuaded husband Sid to take me to Clovelly where, with
the millions, I plied up and down the breaker-free inlet a few times. I got a tan
mark where the new two-piece sits and returned home happy with my topped-up
mileage.
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