By the time 22 February arrived I was itching to start the Swim22 challenge. Armed just with a towel, a pair of goggles, and a pair of running shorts that doubled as swim trunks (I’d actually lost weight during training, and my one and only pair of trunks no longer fitted) I set off for…

As I mentioned in my previous blog, on 27 January 2019 I took to the pool for the first time to start my Swim22 training. I managed two lengths before stopping: out of breath, aching, and tired. I’m not ashamed to say, I was rubbish. Even my 12 year old son, Freddie, teased my lack…