A month ago, life was normal. Training was going well and I was in Dover for my second time in a week, watching one of my friends that I had spent so many hours training with all year begin his Channel swim at Shakespeare beach. I had a long training week planned for when I came back: eight hours, nine hours and ten hours over three consecutive days. I wasn’t particularly looking forward to it, but I was looking forward to having it done-another step towards the goal.

And then, literally overnight, everything changed.

It’s been a tough month. There have been good days and bad days, lots of crying but laughter too. I have learned more than ever the importance of doing what makes you happy and making the days count. Thank you for all that you have taught me Páraic.

For all of you that have sent me messages over the past month or have helped in many different ways, thank you. I really appreciate all of the help and support.

And for everyone who has been asking about my training and whether or not my swim is going ahead this year-unfortunately, it’s not. If it was further down the road then I’d be able to take some time off and get back into the training slowly. But at the moment my head isn’t in the right place for doing long training swims, and particularly not long training swims one day after another. Some days I’m fine and I wish that I was able to get back to it all. But other days I’m not, and swimming is the last thing that I want to do. And that’s going to be par for the course for a while I think.

I’m not ruling out doing another long swim-I’m definitely still hoping and planning to swim from Wales to Ireland. It just might have to wait a couple of years before I get to it. In the meantime, I’m starting to put together some shorter goals to get me back on track. I’ll keep you posted…


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That Time of Year

It’s that time of year…where English Channel swims and lots of other long exciting ones are getting started. Some of our own Sandycove swimmers will be heading off to Dover next week for their EC swims. And for those of us who have a few months to go yet before our swims, it’s when things are getting tough.

I’ve been getting into cold water at weekends all through the winter, but for the last four or five weeks I haven’t been back to the pool – I’m in the open water six days a week. And I’m feeling it. I’m tired. Tired from the cold. Tired from rough water. Tired from driving to and from Sandycove at all different times to try to make the most of the tide. Tired from having to talk myself out of getting out when I’m feeling miserable and everyone’s finished and gone home and I’m still stuck there finishing out a long swim. Tired from trying to fit in work and life around swims.

Sometimes it feels never-ending and it’s hard to remember a time when I actually went down to the sea to enjoy a swim. But then every so often that comes back. Last week I did a short swim with Jen and Rob and it was one of those swims where everything just comes together and I was feeling fast (well, fast for me anyway!) and having fun, I just didn’t want it to end. And yesterday I went down on a miserable day to get thrown around in rough, messy conditions for three hours…and really enjoyed it!

The long swims day after day, week after week are hard – there’s no doubt about it. But to be honest – would I really rather be doing anything else? Probably not!

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Hello, and welcome to my new website and blog 🙂

I hope to keep it updated regularly with my swimming adventures as I train to swim from Wales to Ireland in September 2012…stay tuned!


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