It has been a decade since I felt like a motorboat – todays’s sea deim took me out then along the bouys. I did the return swim in one go, possibly lifted by a gentle swell in my favour. Somehow sea swimming or not having lane ends to think about has me paddling more efficiently; I find I am more aware of various importatpnt stages of the stroke fromentry, to catch, the shape of my hand with my thumb closed inand the consciously accelerated pool down to the trunks. Watching the wake and keeping this constant and smooth became the aim.

A little further every time then and the odd stretch with neither the float/pullbouy or flipflops on a string to follow!