Well, some of the team is en route from London to Dover - Bex, Dan, Jannet and Mike.
Getting greenlit during the day was genuinely super-exciting; resulting in a slightly brittle performance at work that was, quite rightly, mocked heartily. If I hear one more tale about the nonagenarian who swam a 3 way, while wearing a duvet - no-one's magnet is winning this year's Magtack competition ...
Blew into a brown paper bag to calm meself on the train home but once at home and having packed the roast and ground coffee individual cup sachets; 4 cans of red bull; 3 pot noodles; 5 boxes of Bittermints & Bitteroranges (sorry, prepare yourselves for a lot more product placement, my friends) and some vinegar, started to chill... Having life's essentials on these adventures is crucial for one's equilibrium, wouldn't you say ...
And now, we're on the way to Dover. To swim The Actual Channel. We're all really upbeat - some of the nerves have gone and we're in Bring It mode. Jannet is already picturing us with 'Channel swaggers'; Dan is talking about sunning himself on deck (????); and tattoos have been mentioned ...
Hopefully Tom and Emma are also having a good trip down, and John, the Saxon Crown Masters' coach, has forgiven us for skipping training tonight ...
Will be in touch with the swimming order in an hour or so ...
Finally, no. There's no wet suits allowed. It's me, my cossie and slightly crap headlight that will, apparently, be attached to my hat with gaffer tape ...
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