“HOW many summers do you have left? Not just ordinary ones but really good summers?” If someone asks you, what is your answer? The answer for most of us is: we don’t know. However here is what we all know: we don’t have infinite time. Our breaths are numbered. If I stay healthy and active, and remain free from terminal illnesses, maybe I have 20 or 25.
I continue to enjoy my daily swim most days in the ocean. The water is still warm and I only wear bathers now. Early days when I took up swimming, I chose the middle of the day or the afternoon when the sun was shining. I only managed 100 metres which took a long time to complete. As I became more comfortable in the water I doubled the distance to 200 then soon increased to 300 metres. My accumulated monthly swim distance is over 10,000 metres for six months since September last year. Nowadays I prefer a morning swim, the earlier the better. The daily swim has become such an important ritual for me that I feel my day can’t start without the splash of pure joy.