• From the Redwoods to Galilee

    So, we know it’s not my first time, in fact as well the ‘events’ that I’ve previously posted about, I’ve experienced a couple of other wild swimming excursions. I spent a summer working in California as a student, and after…

    The open water cure

    So this Sunday I thought I’d really test all this noise about the benefits of open water swimming for real. It was the morning after the night before, and I was NOT feeling like getting up and jumping in a…

    The bonnie bonnie banks…and a wee problem

    2 years on from the tri stress, and 3 years after I first randomly decided to jump in a large body of water for no apparent reason during a family holiday, I happened upon an event called ‘The Great Scottish…

    Must tri harder

    A year after my ‘Swanage Sea Swim’ back in 2013 (note I am now giving it an upper case title, like it’s an accredited Olympic event) I tried a triathlon. Worth it for the nose clip alone. But hey –…

    There’s no time like the present

    Roll on a few years…Early February, and it’s snowing. Such a shame there are no venues available…or so I thought. I happened to have a chance conversation with a friend who advised that a local lido stayed open in the…

    If you like a lot of chocolate on your biscuit, join our …

    At a New Year’s party over a good few glasses of prosecco I got chatting to a lovely local, (yes Jacquie M – that’s you) who I didn’t know well, but what I did know was that she was a…

    It’s not my first time…

    In 2013 whilst on holiday with my family in Swanage in Dorset, I happened upon an advert for a sea swim. Always having a tendency towards the impulsive, I merrily signed up – just the 500m though, not 1km. On…

    So where did it all begin?

    Well quite frankly, Christopher McDougall has a LOT to answer for. Well him, and a lovely local lady called Jacquie Moulder but we’ll come on to her later… I can’t remember who introduced me to the book ‘Born to Run’,…

    The tale of the lollipop sisters

    She used to save a seat for me on the coach. Every day. She didn’t really speak very much, but every morning as I got on the coach, the big brown beautiful eyes would seek me out, and she would…

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