the fifth day of summer

[hawkwing_lb]

I've done my first ritual jump-in jump-out (repeat three times, until actual swimming takes place) of the Irish Sea.

I was stiff, before that. Not anymore.

Fish and chips, and walking, and some time in the back garden reading a chapter of Richard Horsley's book on Second Temple Judaism, and now I eat M&Ms - many M&Ms - and relax.

Because, really. This weather isn't going to last.

Comments

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't swim when there's ice on the water.

But it is odd, what seems normal to one and strange to another. I've swum in the Caribbean* in November, and had raised eyebrows. In Gozo in March, the locals asked me wasn't I cold? when I went swimming. It was so warm.

So, you know. Mileage varies. :)


*One holiday, when I was ten, which I shall remember fondly forever, and not just because it was my first overseas holiday.