Since we'll be gone to Vienna for Christmas (countdown, 7 days (!!) until we meet Vickie, Pete, and Reese for Christmas in Vienna!!) - anyway, since we'll miss the huge Christmas Day Swim at the Forty Foot in Dublin this year, we decided to hold an early one. First it was just going to be Wayne, Graham and a couple friends but then we managed to rope in a bunch of the running group to jump in, as well. This swimming spot, The 40 Foot, is a place men and women jump into the Irish Sea, every single day of the year. No fail. Every single day. So, while we thought it was very exciting to have a group jump in, the 20 regulars were there, thinking nothing of it. (I did not take the plunge today since I've been sick this week and we have to fly next week. Although, had I been 100% healthy, would I have done it? Not positive.)
So, after our group's normal Saturday run, and the cafe, we all made our way down to Sandycove (the 40 Foot) - the far left point in this picture.
The actual "40 Foot" swimming spot, is just around the corner from this but the surf was too rough today.
Wayne, Graham, and Clare (mid-air)
"get me outtttta here!"
This water is 7 Degrees Celsius (45 F!!).
Graham's facial expression looks like he's running away from a monster!
There are our 6 bat-crazy swimmers on the far end.
Donal from the group, finally succumbed to the peer pressure and jumped in. I call this the "Chair Dive".
Perhaps he's in shock here?
And...then he jumps in again.
Looking back at the swimmers. Most of these people are in their 70s, some in their 80s, and as I said, they do this every single day of the year. Not sure I want to join their ranks but I think it's so amazing. After chatting with a friend whose wife is a nurse - I know there's some real benefit to it. She often sees these swimmers for check ups and says, despite being in their 70s and 80s, physiologically, they're like 30-40 year olds.
Norah's photo on 12/12/2012 at 12:12 pm in Dun Laoghaire, Ireland
And then... some time later. We had been couped up in the house for 5 or 6 days at this point with both Norah and myself being sick, so I took her into town and she had her first ever hot chocolate.
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So what did Norah think of hot chocolate? That little mug is the cutest.
I know, I wish I had some at home! She looovved the hot chocolate and as of yet, she's not become an addict. We usually get her a 'babyccino' which is just warm milk with chocolate powder dusted on top. I definitely 'upped the ante' by showing her that's not all that's out there. =)
Oh, and Sarah, did you see the box at the top of the blog where you can enter your email address? Hope so, that'll make life easier. =) Only took me a year to figure out how to do that.
The swim looked cold, the hot chocolate hot and scrumptious. You're a brave soul Wayne!
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