Refusing to be thwarted by Chesil Bank again (it happens all too often) I made a mad dash for the water and jumped into the froth between waves, head under and out running again before the next big wave hit. Not sure it counts as a swim but lovely to get wet - and then dry off in the sun after.
MG was more sensible this time but the feeling of spring is most definitely in the air and the promise of lazy long swims is tangible.
SW
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