On February 9, 2014, I entered two ocean swims at North
Bondi , the 1 kilometre and the 2 kilometre. These were my last competitive
swims at Bondi for the foreseeable future. North Bondi has a special place in my
heart. It’s where I started ocean swimming in 2008. I joined a group headed by Spot (mad-as-a-cut snake) Anderson of Bondi Fit. I learned how to get through the waves, take the rip on the way out and make a racing finish on the way in. I’m still rubbish at these skills but at least I know how it should be done.
This year I am not so
competitive in my ocean swimming. Being two months short of the next age
category, getting placed is unlikely. Also I have a shoulder problem and have
been trying very hard to work on my stroke so it does not make the injury
worse. This means bilateral breathing, long slow steady stokes, shoulder
engagement, rotation and most importantly engaging the core (engage your core
Lindy, engage your core). I consulted my shoulder about the North Bondi event
and it said I could do both swims only if I “gan canny” (‘take it easy’
in the Geordie dialect). So canny I went.
Conditions were
perfect: The water was 19 degrees with a 1-metre swell. It was clear and
glittery. There were fish - and a pod of dolphins was reported (although I
missed those). The morning
was warm and
sunny and it was great to catch up with my ocean swimming chums. We had a
sizeable contingent from my swim squad, Wett Ones, my regular ocean swimming
cronies. Sid, my husband, swam too. Doing the two swims was a real bargain at
$50. I did both.
The first at 9:25 was
the 1-km (1.2 really). It went pretty well and I managed 24:12 which is an okay
time for me. The 2-km set off at 10:30 and was beautiful. We swam across the bay
to the point with the swell and back against it. The water safety was
tremendous as per usual. I managed 43:31 - another okay time. No prizes but
with a happy shoulder.
Thanks to Paul Ellercamp AKA Mr Oceanswim for the lovely
underwater shot of me in my new flamingo cossie!
I am always inspired
in these ocean swims by the swimmers, particularly the older swimmers. Swimming
makes you live for ever, I’m convinced of that. We have swimmers in their 60s
(almost me), 70s and even Dennis here who is 90 years old.
I think wistfully that this is my last Bondi swim as we are
moving to the UK. It’ll be very different. There will be new swimming
experiences, murkier, colder swimming experiences but no sharks, rips and
thunderous surf. I’ll still live forever though.
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