Open water swim

I went to the lake tonight, hoping the dark clouds that hung low in the sky would stay in the distance. I haven’t been swimming in this lake before and I felt the familiar low grade nerves that I often feel before open water swims. I know that I can do it. I know that I am a strong swimmer and I won’t have trouble out in the lake. But, there is something about getting in that murky water that makes forces me to psych myself up in a way that I never have to for the pool.

I got in the water tonight, it was cool and still, and started to swim. After I got over the initial “AH! What just touched my foot!” feeling it was a great swim. I have no idea how long it was…I just swam from one side of the lake to the other. It was peaceful, the sound of my own splashing and the steady rocking side to side of my body as I pulled through the water. I felt so comfortable in my own skin. Few things feel better than that.

I’m going to be back to this lake soon.

3 thoughts on “Open water swim

  1. Gretchen says:

    One summer the apartment I lived in was about 10 minutes from a reservoir beach. I could get home from work, change, go out of town the back way and be swimming in less than 1/2 hr total. I’m not a big swimmer but it was so great to be able to do that and then just sit on the empty-ish beach for a while before going home. Of course that was before house, husband and pets – what I wouldn’t give to be able to do that now!

  2. Wendy says:

    There is nothing better than being able to catch a quick swim on a hot summer’s night. I love being close to the lake. Still a production to get there with the kiddo but worth it.

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