The beckoning

I did manage a little swim today even though the sea was so rough, I couldn’t actually swim-swim. I just had to face each swell and stay above it. Getting out was tricky. Sea kept pulling me back so rather ungraciously, I lurched forward onto my knees. With no one else swimming, it kind of hinted that it wasn’t the best idea. Tomorrow’s forecast looks wet and windy and I couldn’t face leaving Worthing without being in the sea at least once other than paddling at low tide.

It was truly lovely whilst I was in. I was just conscious that the way out wasn’t straight forward.

I am in the photo - as a little dot.