Day 365 Saturday 1 June 2013
No marching bands. No media mayhem. No merchandise. Not surprising, really.
365 Swims completed its less-than-epic year of dips at 7.30 last Saturday morning, the first day of winter.
Walter and I huffed and puffed through the water and the rain as far as the Forster Street rocks, and then back again, followed by breakfast at the Rotunda, overlooking the water and the rain. (And, appropriately, there was a swimmer out near the buoys.)
Karen (the swimmer of darkness) and her son Jack arrived just as we were leaving, Karen mentioning she is counting the days to the winter solstice, after which the mornings will, incrementally, begin to lighten.
I’ll keep going for a daily dip but the 365 Swims blog has run its course. Time to concentrate on music, sport and life in general.
Thanks to everyone for your company, comments, and contributions. They have been very much appreciated.
It’s been fun. I wish you all the best.
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Well done, Vin….such an inspiration. Now I won’t have to feel guilty every time I read your blog!-(but I will miss your insights).