Inspired by a friend who was doing plunges and posting about it on FaceBook, I decided to join her in late January 2020. (I was also inspired by this lovely British film by Hannah Maia.)
When it's 47 degrees F° outside and the water is even colder, a plunge is an instant wake-up. I'M HERE, IT'S COLD, AND I MUST MOVE!
Despite the cold, I quickly got hooked on that bracing sense of exhilaration, that feeling that you've done something epic after swimming in the sea, even if just a few strokes.
The very first plunge. January 2020. |
So I started going almost every week, and sometimes a good friend joined me. Despite wind and waves, we'd wade out to waist deep water, then plunge in and swim in a circle and back to shore. My very slender friend Maryann, who has much less natural insulation than I do, somehow managed to stay in longer every time.
Come March, when the world started going sideways and the pandemic lockdown started, this weekly ritual became even more important. It provided a sense of outdoors adventure and excitement when we were told stay home except for shopping for essentials.
Last spring, these weekly plunges became a vestige of normalcy. On nice days, Maryann and I would sit on the beach (distanced) and enjoyed the warmth and sunshine before and after. Often we would stop and get hot tea and a scone afterwards at Miri's, the little cafe on the beach at Golden Gardens.
Surveying the sea, getting ready to swim |
A few times we went over to Lake Washington, which was somewhat warmer. In the summer, with swimming pools still closed, it was heavenly to swim, like really swim, in the pleasantly cool lake.
So we'll see. It's still daunting and a bit scary to me. I don't aspire to swim across Puget Sound from, say, West Seattle to Bremerton like some do. But every increase brings a sense of accomplishment and, dare I say, well-being.
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2 comments:
You amaze me. Always! Had a lovely dinner under the walnut trees this evening. Pretty much in the same spot as the tables for the eclipse party. A real treat was crawdads from a place near mt Hood. Gin and tonics with crawdads, throwing the discards over our collective shoulders into the orchard. Followed by a steelhead cut into steaks. A big place of garden veg. Topped off with blueberry crisp- nice to have grabs girls willing to run out a pick what was required. Summer can be fun! Mary lou
Mary Lou, your dinner in the orchard sounds heavenly! I miss salmon and steelhead cut steak-style. You just hardly ever see them sold like that in stores anymore. The salmon of my childhood! Thanks for the description.
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