It had to be done.
My new wetsuit, bought specifically for my first triathlon in twelve days time, has been sitting in a kit box, silently urging me to try it out.
So I did. Boy is that water cold!
But not on the places covered by the suit. My feet and hands, covered in kayaking neoprene kit, and my uncovered neck were by far the coldest parts of my body. I hesitate to say the rest of me was warm, but I could manage a short swim.
Liz has decided we should start each day with an open water swim to get me accustomed to the experience. I'm less convinced that this is a healthy pursuit.
It's the first time I've done this and it's always exciting to try new things. But honestly, at my age, perhaps I ought to know better.