So VT has ‘joined’ a group of crazies who swim across the bay at Bondi every morning, and whilst they’ve all been swimming for ages, Saturday marked D-day for the beginning of Ro’s new summer hobby. So despite a festive Friday night out and about in the City, up we got at EIGHT, and headed across to Bondi. We did feel ever so smug driving for a swimrun (i have been going for coastal trots at the same time) at Bondi which just happens to be three minutes away when people come from all over the world just to put their toes in the sand.
It was so beautiful, the crazy bug bit and up we got this morning at FIVE THIRTY to do it all over again. I am now in a world of pain from running in the sand and it’s only lunchtime so, yeah, i could be walking home funny by the time we reach the end of the day. It was gorgeous though and quite possibly the best way in the world to start a week. LUCKY we most definitely are.
See ya later x
Serious stuff these swimruns are - stretching (as i’m now realising) is essential.
This will be true of me tomorrow.