In recent years my ideal swimming temperature has been a rather balmy 26°. No sense of chill on the tummy, just a bath-like condition (not always as refreshing as it could be) but quite ideal for wallowing like a sedate hippo!
As this long French summer very slowly moves into Autumn I’m finding my feelings have changed. Twenty two degrees and below and for the first time, I’m enjoying the cooler water, the refreshing chill and the daily plunge which cools the core quickly.
My goal has been to swim every day in September while I still can. With only two weeks left and limited swimming in London (indoor health centre with fumes of chlorine, floating pubic hairs and Covid) I’m determined to make the most of the time I have left.
Each year I spend hours trying to find a clean, not too cold, outdoor pool in London and never seem able to find a solution. Too far, too cold, too indoor, too dirty… I know I’m spoiled but there’s nothing like having a pool outside your back door even if you do have to swim round in circles.
I’m not sure I’m brave enough to venture into temperatures much below 20° but it’s all about the transition and adjusting gradually so who knows, maybe I’ll be able to find a pool this winter to keep swimming.