Swimming to the Endurance Horizon
My training journey to achieve Windermere end to end – How I got into it.… Read More Swimming to the Endurance Horizon
My training journey to achieve Windermere end to end – How I got into it.… Read More Swimming to the Endurance Horizon
A poem in honour of the first sunrise of autumn
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Broken steps lead to the tranquil wood, Roots break the soil under foot, The canopy makes shards of sun, Easy, easy no need to run, Make gentle entry nice and slow, Need my bearings then I’ll go, Push and woosh, am in the water, Cool and fresh just like it oughta … b Catch and… Read More SWIMMING IN THE GLADE
A poem about early morning training in the river Lune. The hypnotic rhythm of the strokes seemed to open the mindspace for this to be born.
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