Day 959: Crazy woman

My husband calls me a crazy woman.  The pool was 63 degrees today. The cold nights keep sapping the warmth from the water.   I eased myself in and gasped.  Holding at each step for a few minutes, gradually I got accustomed to the cold.  It's always hardest to dunk my chest and shoulders.  Some believe in jumping in all at once, but not me.  As soon as it's tolerable, I just ignore the cold.  I did 60, got out to warm up, then another 60.  So, on day 66, I'm at 66.3 miles.  It started sprinkling just as I exited.  Perfect timing, I thought.  But, by the time I was done with my hot shower, the sun was shining for the first time today.

I should have had Steve take a picture of the thermometer, not me.