Through the winter we anxiously await the day when we can plunge back in.
Every Fall we try to squeeze in every last swim.
Starting mid-September panic sets in. Panic that this swim could be the last of the season.
This year I made it to almost the end of October. This time there was no panic. There was only gratitude and acceptance. I felt the change in the air and water since last week. I spent beautiful day reading on the beach and then headed into the water just before I headed home. And I felt, okay, this is it. I can live with that.
Thank you Atlantic Ocean. You were amazing.
See you in June.
