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100 Swims

100 Swims

This year I have surpassed previous records for the number of lake swims I have enjoyed in my beautiful Waltons Lake. My first swim this season was on May 28th. By July 2nd I had only reached #10 and it was during that swim that I decided I would swim every day rain or shine as long as the season lasted. I reached #100 two days ago . I will determine when the season ends by how warm the air feels not by how chilly the water gets. I stand by the theory that it's always cold getting in so run in and dunk as quickly as you can. My first plunge never disappoints. I love the refreshing, and mind cleansing time spent emerged in that glorious water every time. It is always worth the effort. Now I realize keeping and sharing my swim tally is not a notable achievement and matters little to anyone...

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