Saturday, 11 February 2012

Training in the snow

It's been snowing this I thought it would be good training to get some exposure to the cold.

... what garbage.  In fact my wife thought it would be terribly funny taking pictures of me in my swimming kit in the snow.  Then she had the additional brainwave of getting me to lie in it!

Ok... if the Irish channel is this cold.  Forget it.

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Wayne likes pork pies and Guinness. He likes routine and predictability. He loves his family. He's 40+, short(ish), balding and battling with waistline expansion. He's been known to occasionally play a good round of golf, likes to tinker with 'stuff' and has rescued a group of friends from the African wild by fixing a Land Rover with a jellybaby.

He's never been a great fan of physical exertion. In short (apart from the jellybaby incident), Wayne is an ordinary person. And he's about to do something really amazingly, astoundingly and astonishingly extra-ordinary. He's going to swim the the treacherous, never-been-swum-before channel between Kintyre (Scotland) and Ballycastle (Ireland). For charity. This is his story.