This morning I drove my eldest daughter to school, checked my grades for my College of Du Page paralegal course, made pikelets for brekkie for number 2, checked grades again, vacuumed the house, played with our new cats, checked grades, fed cats, fed dog, walked dog, then drove to Chicago, to Promontory Point, to swim.
The weather forecast was pessimistic, but I wasn’t. It was warm and hazy when I arrived at the Point.
Aside from the New Year’s Dip, I’ve only swum in the lake once this year. EVMO and I swam last Friday at the Point and the water was 49-50. A trifle cold.
Not so today. I measured 56 by the rocks at the ladder!
I got in, gradually. About 100yds from shore the water suddenly became quite cold. A shock, but swimming back into 56 degree water after being in colder water felt like a dip n the hottub.
I swam for 30 minutes, about a mile for me, and felt like I was in Heaven.
I had to be getting home, so got out after only half an hour, to the applause of a man who was eating his lunch and watching me the whole time.
He said “you should do races”,
I love Promontory Point