Teacher and Pupil :: BIG Victory Smiles!!
For anyone wondering - a wetsuit, swimming hat and swimming goggles do NOT make a great disguise. My A Level Biology Teacher, a lady I've not seen in 10 years, recognised me in under 5 seconds despite the fact we were both up to our waists in the Thames. Clearly I look 100% identical in a wetsuit contemplating imminent death as I did in my old school uniform contemplating my report card - ?petrified/perplexed? - BUSTED! ;-)
Today was the 4th challenge of my 12 challenges for 12 in 2012. I spent the morning feeling more than a little stomach churning A.N.X.I.O.U.S. This was definitely a massive leap out of my comfort zone but that's the point of this year I suppose - or that's what I kept telling myself. Spotting a message that Jess (of Tooting Bec Lido fame) completed the 1 mile course in 34 mins in an earlier wave - AMAZE! - reassured me that it was at least possible to finish.
I'd been contemplating my game plan for this event all week and had decided that the goal was simply a) just finish and b) come in under 1 hour 15 mins. Reminder :: I am a rubbish swimmer.... as you will discover.......
The water was an incredible 17 degrees - which compared to the 12 degrees I'd experienced at Tooting Bec Lido just a week previously was DIVINE. The very murky, low visibility, green water was to be expected BUT the never ending choppy waves literally knocked me sideways. I didn't expect to be fighting a) foot high waves at points and b) a really strong current throughout the entire swim.
As a comparison it was like spending an hour battling a wave machine head on. At points I was tossed sideways, thrown into the path of canoes, people, a battle ship albeit on a plinth (which I then spent a soul sapping 20 mins trying and failing to get away from) and turned every which way except the direction I needed to be going in. Trying to swim in a purposeful straight line was a laughable notion - it was all I could to stop myself going backwards at points.
Aside from the energy sapping waves, I thankfully only had two scary moments:
- Finding my wetsuit zip strap twisted around my neck on three occasions and having to stop to untangle myself before I cut off my airway. (NOTE TO SELF - TUCK YOUR STRAP INTO YOUR WETSUIT NEXT TIME) I say next time - hahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa
- At the 1200m mark, I had a heart-skip-a-beat 'is that a shark' moment and felt my BP quandruple instantly when I found myself tangled in a see-through plastic sheet about a meter square in size which was drifting at the rate of knots due to the current. Thankfully I realised it was an inanimate object with no teeth almost immediately but that didn't stop me thrashing about for a good 90 seconds trying to detangle my arms from the plastic sheet: I just kept thinking that I couldn't swim all that way ONLY to suffocate in a glorified plastic bag when I was practically at the finish line.
All I can say is that I literally have no idea how people swim across oceans.
On a positive - my fellow swimmers were amazing - I had a chat under the bridge with one guy when we both realised we were going no-where for a moment due to a swell in waves. When I was choking on water - (mistimed breath - one of several!) - someone ahead of me heard me spluttering and stopped alongside to check I was ok - HOW SWEET! Plus EVERYONE who swam into me - there was no way to avoid it really - APOLOGISED!!!!
(That thing they say about not swallowing the water is hopefully just a water conservation precautionary measure and not a life and death thing cos I basically swallowed my body weight in Thames Water this afternoon - it was impossible not too - FOOT HIGH WAVES PEEPS).
Thankfully after probably the oddest swim of my life - I eventually made it to the finish line and was helped out onto the dock just in time to hear the announcer proclaim TWICE to all the spectators present that I had just completed an epic swim of 1 hour 12 minutes.
Thanks dude. What's wrong with a little mystery?! Cue my second walk of shame of the afternoon.
(My first walk of shame came about when unwittingly I had to walk halfway round the Victoria Docks - i.e. past all the bars/ restaurants and ALLLLLLL the people enjoying the sunshine on a Saturday afternoon - to the start line 1.5km away in just a swimming costume - SO NOT COOL, BUT I do have a lovely set of tan lines from my walk of shame.)
But my tippy-top favourite moment of the afternoon was hearing my former Biology Teacher say that she was so happy to have completed the swim - part of her knee operation rehab - because she had inspired her three gorgeous kids. Her eldest is 9, 2/3rds my height (I'm guestimating) and can already swim 3km. Errrrr I have NEVER even tried to swim 3km and I'm triple his age and twice his size! In COMPLETE awe.
My former highschool teacher is still schooling me! WHAT a timely reminder about the bigger picture and what this swim, 12in12 and life is all about: Inspiring hearts and minds. Whether that's a 4, 6 & 9 year old kid watching their mum cross the 1 mile swim finish line, whether that's a mother who's recovering from knee surgery and wanting to achieve a personal rehab goal, whether that's someone who couldn't even front crawl 50m non-stop three weeks ago! OR whether that's an orphan of HIVAIDS in sub-Sarahan Africa who needs a little help to secure a future and that inspiration for themselves.
YOU can be that inspiration xx
p.s. Off to nurse my Thames Water sore tummy and fall into a coma - SHATTERED but happy!!


















