I suspected, but didn't know just quite how addictive this pastime was going to become in my life. I had been following the groups progress for a few weeks on the facebook page, but until now, work commitments had stopped me joining the group. Sods law, my first swim also coincided with the first official winter swim. Brrr.
The swim was fantastic and unlike earlier stages I had done in the summer, the boat traffic was light, the water was cleaner than I imagined, and we were able to relax. I was in my new heaven and even when my fingers and toes lost their feeling, was still grinning from ear to ear when we exited at Danger Bridge to a variety of cakes, hot drinks, biscuits, and some very puzzled onlookers who thought we were insane.
The group changed and retired to the Perch pub for lunch. On this occasion Steve and I were unable to join in but what a brilliant way to spend a sunday morning.
It took my toes a long while to regain feeling and I bought myself winter gloves and socks for the oncoming swims.