Tuesday, 29 March 2011

Brighton, Tuesday 29th March, 6pm

At last a March sea swim for SW...

After a terribly long winded cold combined with the sort of travelling and commuting that leaves me no longer knowing if I am coming or going I almost went the whole month of March without a salty dip.

Last weeks Portuguese pool had got me warmed up so to speak and this evening the sun is just about shining and I am only blowing my nose every half an hour - time for some bravery. Resurrecting my run and swim combo I packed a rucksack with my towel and goggles and set off for Hove.

After 5 k I thought I would be hot enough so ran down to the empty beach. Calm but grey and very fishy smelling. Not exactly tempting! Oh well, just keep remembering last chance in March...

adopting the traditional cormorant position..

Having left my boots and gloves in Dorset it was also going to be my first sea swim of the year without them. I had forgotten how difficult it is to walk on cold shingle and keep your dignity. I think I only managed the former but luckily I mainly had sea gulls for company. The water was fine. Not bad at all on the feet but a bit burny on the hands when swimming - guess I need to toughen them up after a few months of neoprene luxury. Lots of floaty bit and scum patches (do you think I could get a job with VisitBrighton?) but I managed to not swallow anything and had a lovely swim, like MG enjoying the ability to venture a bit further out.

There was enough sun for a calm change on the beach and a leisurely walk up the hill - my last walk up hill to our old house as we are moving next week - to a new flat even nearer the sea, just one street away, so I will have no excuses at least for when in Hove.

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