It was a day I‘d been dreading for a long time – my 10km swim in the Men’s Pond on Hampstead Heath. It turned into everything I feared – and worse.
I started about 1.30pm and finished about 7 hours later. I can’t really tell you how the 7 hours passed. Some rests, visits from Jon and Liz with much needed food, a couple of crisis calls with the office – and lots of mind numbing, body numbing swimming. At first I diverted myself by wondering whether all the urban rumours about infestations of crayfish were true. But after a while I was bleeding in so many places from wetsuit chafing that I don’t think I would have noticed even if I had been attacked by a swarm of crayfish. It was a long, very very long day, and utterly exhausting.
In truth, the Pond is a brilliant place to swim but no-one should do it for 7 hours!