With all the excitement of my Queenstown holiday, I forgot to tell you about my swimming. I made it to 50 swims!! The fifty day number fell on the day I arrived in Queenstown. I was so scared that the weather would be bad and the lake would be awash with mile-high stormy waves. Well, the skies were dull, there were choppy waves and I was the only one in the water, but I made my fifty days of swimming, and I was ecstatic. How awful if, because of weather I hadn't been able to complete my goal at the last hurdle. I decided to call it quits at number fifty otherwise I would have been totally stressed for, maybe, the rest of my life, trying to up the number of straight swimming days. The day after my fiftieth I took a break - good thing, too, 'cause it poured with rain, but I did swim for the next five days..
The next challenge for J and myself is to swim at seven different beaches over a seven hour period. . We intend to do this leisurely. And we hope to do it today. Fingers crossed.