Sunday, 30 January 2022

January's solitary swim

But at least it wasn't lonely. There were lots of women on the old slipway this morning, and it was good to get back in the water. Tomorrow marks the start of Week 6 in the Great Ankle Recuperation, and my physio said I could go back to the bumpy rocks and slippy seaweed and waves. She also said that if I could run and jump this week then I could go back to the hills. Which will be a miraculous recovery, as I could do neither of those before!
But in the end, this only swim I've managed this month wasn't rocky or slippy or even wavy, despite this weekend's storms. The tide was high and we were straight in. "Is it not cold?" everybody always asks. Honestly, even in summer it feels cold over your feet but once you're all in, you're thinking about so many other things. In summer you really don't notice the cold once you're in, and in winter - cold isn't what I feel. I feel pain! All over burn! And so you keep moving and keep breathing and you're part of everything around you and it's real and your mind can't do much because your body is intent on living.
And back home this is my view from the green sofa where I can be found in the quiet times, just watching the winter in the sky with my mind not doing much. Everything feels white this winter, all white and wide and empty (and sadly devoid of snow). But empty in that good way - isn't there a good empty? When there aren't too many expectations, too much rush, too huge a crisis. I'm enjoying a season of empty. I'm sure there'll be more of the rest soon enough! So in the meantime: intent on living x


Angela said...

I stood on the beach and looked at the North Sea yesterday and wondered if you were swimming. I really don't know how you do it. It is awesome. I hope the ankle recovers fully soon. Do keep on breathing. Please

M.K. said...

Brrrr! I keep reading about these ladies in various places doing these frigid dips in icy waters. I'm cold enough inside my house, haha. I hope you recover soon, Mags!

GretchenJoanna said...

Mags, you are so ALIVE. I'm sure that's what your whole being feels when you are in the North Sea and again when you emerge. And your empty time is, I am confident, along the lines of "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven." That is the most alive "thing" that could belong to you. I am so proud to know you just the tiny bit that I do.

Sandra at Thistle Cove Farm said...

As they say...sorry.notsorry. LOLOUD Just staying alive is a very good thing. I can't swim, at least very well (does dog paddling count?) but I love thinking about you all in the icy water. When I first saw the photo (remember how terrible my eye sight?) I though, "Is Mags going to a Mennonite church now? What are they doing?" So, I took off specs and got the laptop Very Close to see...swimmers!
Close one, Mags.

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