#30daysofswimming2016

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'Well hello Somerset!' Day 26 #30daysofswimming

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Stretching out | Misty morning

Day 15 #30daysofswimming

I must be getting back to my old self, I am falling back into the pattern of waking early. When I peered out the window at the crack of dawn this morning and saw the mist shrouding the mountains I knew I needed to stretch out in the lake as soon as possible. 

A mug of coffee in hand I headed out the back gate and down the road. The lake was silvery, the mountains ghostlike in the mist. I love it like this, still, quiet, cool, I felt incredibly happy. 

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Pissy rain and no gas

Day 2 #30daysofswimming

Can you tell the mood is still bleak? Yesterday’s elation had vanished by the time I awoke this morning. But it left me with the kind of expression  that my Mum would have of told me to get rid of... A smirk, a wrong kind of smile, one that is gaining pleasure from something mean. I’m not sure why it’s there but it was.

It took everything I had to get out today, the rain like some like of persistent excuse. But I love swimming in the rain, as much as I do in feisty lakes! 

I chose another spot that I thought I would have to myself, a little lay-by I can sneak my van into and have a corner of Llyn Gwynant (note. it’s a vast lake in the mountains and it’s pouring with rain!) all to myself. It felt different for the first time in months... still cold, still incredibly fresh but not remotely on the scale of finger tingling. I faffed about in the water, ‘just having a nice time’ as Charlotte would say. I didn’t notice the smirk when I got out. Although it quickly returned when I realised no gas mean’t no lakeside post swim coffee... I sat in the van and shivered!