Today I was reminded of this statement, as I made my way down to the Southend Shoreline for my first September swim. The morning had started out cloudy, a tinge of mist hovering over the water, as a light wind caused kiss curls to flick their way across the estuary. I’d not been down there … Continue reading Figuring Out That Being OK Is Sometimes Good Enough…
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Action Puts Fear Into Perspective…
Swimming the waters around the UK is not an idea which you'd think an aquaphobic suffering from anxiety would come up with...
