100k miles up! |
The
weather was glorious and the temperature was such that wet suits were optional.
All bar one person wore one though, including me, for the mile swim around the main
lake.
Nice day for a lake swim |
Open water starts are always a bit of a rugby scrum so I took a
position near the back of the pack. I only got hit by a couple of arms and feet
this time.
Half way around I noticed a swimmer struggling. He turned on to
his back (which is the open water swimming signal for, ‘Help!’). I got to him before
the rescue boat and made sure that he was ok. The guy was alright, just out of
breath and tired. I swam with him for a while until he composed himself and
found his stride again.
I found this a tougher swim than the last. Lots of pond weed
to wade through. I front crawled to the first buoy but my goggles had steamed
up by then. I switched to breast stroke and removed my goggles for better visibility
and for a breather.
I exited the water with the notorious jelly legs syndrome but
still had to run up the slope to stop the clock on my chip timer. It’s a phenomenon
associated with triathlon and I still haven’t mastered it. It’s a bit like
jumping straight out of bed and going light headed and woozy when you stand up. My official photograph won’t exactly be an Ursula Andress moment, where she
strides out of the sea all glamorous, on to the beach in the Dr No film.
My time was 32 mins 34secs, faster than my Dip in the Dales
swim, but slower than I wanted to be, although I did lose time making sure
someone wasn’t drowning. It should have been a sub-30 min swim.
I made my way to the bar at the lake side and ordered a beer.
I saw a child with a fishing net and heard him say, ‘Look Mum! I’ve caught some
tadpoles!’
Rother Valley Country Park - formerly an old coal mining site |
Ah, the joys of open water swimming.
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In other news, Izzie has changed the band name to Tokyo Witch
Hunt, which being as this is my blog, I may refer to as Japanese Eyes/Lips when
I feel like it.
Ok?
Next weekend is a busy one. Bomfest gig on Friday.
Then, the small matter of my first triathlon on Sunday
morning.
Well done mate- sounds like it was a tough one. Good on you for helping the struggling guy...and you will get the wrong end of my notorious roundhouse kick if you call it that! (kidding)
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