[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]En Route to France….Part 9 – 2 weeks to go
Only 2 weeks till my slot opens 20-27th July, and I am officially tapering.[/vc_column_text][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/3″][vc_column_text]I had the pleasure of practising with my swim buddy Ali this weekend. We have been swimming together since our first channel relay 10 years ago and we are part of an informal group of friends called
‘The Blue Tits’ Pun intended.
CSA rules state that the swimmer is allowed to have a buddy swimmer for an hour at a time. Ali mustn’t touch me or go ahead of me. So, we wanted to practice our positioning, and remember… no hugs or high fives or my observer will not ratify the swim.
I really expected another back to back this weekend. I was shocked and stunned when I was told only 4 hours. I thought I should do a 6 so disagreed with the beach boss. Ali sent me back with my tail between my legs and told me to do as I’m told. OK, so 4 hours it is.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”2/3″][vc_single_image image=”88163″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”88166″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]We also had a full complement of Deaf penguins. Elaine, Sue and Caroline, modelling their dry robes!
All this glorious sunshine has meant the water has warmed to a fantastic 17 degrees, but it comes at a price… The jelly fish have arrived.
You hardly ever see them, but you can feel the little beggars. It feels a bit like a nettle rash, but thankfully the pain doesn’t last very long. By the time the next one stings you- the previous one is forgotten- usually!
After my little 4-hour swim, I got out and enjoyed the sunshine… proper gorgeous, and opportunity to get some sunshine on the front for a change.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]After a bit of sunbathing, 2 more Blue Tits arrived, Sarah and Fiona. So, we braved the jelly fish and did another hour, although it was mostly head up breast stroke, talking all the way. I nearly got banned from the beach for that.
There is a strict ‘NO BOBBING’ rule with the Dover Training Team![/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”88164″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Read Part 8[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]
