Being honest with ones self is paramount to realizing ones dreams, success or failure.
Two weeks ago, business took me to San Diego, CA for an entire week. So I reached out to my loose network of open water swimmers and asked for connections to swimmers in the area and specifically La Jolla Cove where I knew many OW swimmers resided, many of them world class English Channel, Maui and other named swims. Little did I realize the warm welcome that awaited me, hospitality and new made friendships. Little did I know that later in the week some of the biggest surf was coming my way!
First I will thank Tom Hecker, Marta, Sickie at UCSD and all the folks that were kind enough to correspond with me via email, to host me at the morning outdoor 50 meter pool at UCSD and then especially Tom Hecker for La Jolla Cove Athletic club access, introductions and showing me the ropes. It was a long work week but a great training week.
The below video clip was supplied by Tom Hecker from an earlier date. Tom jokingly sent it along as both a reminder of similar conditions we had just swum but also to remind me of the 'step I took' in my journey to cross the English Channel.
All week I had been swimming around the cove after work, a mile here a mile there, to the other side in mild wind (5 knots or less best guess, so a calm day). The water was 58f - 62f while I was there and if felt great. I was a bit surprised by this since this was the first time back in colder water since October. I guess the mental training then and cold showers all winter long are paying off.
So the week wore on, Thursday came I was to meet Tom for an evening swim. I arrived early and sat at the Ja Lolla cove beach and lifeguard station. Not too many folks were swimming. I looked out a saw 6-8 swells driven by 20+ knot winds and as they reach the cove beach rose to what seemed (This is my 'big fish part of the story') like mountains of water. For real, they were big, for me they were the biggest surf I had ever swum. I was almost gonna pull the plug out of fear, concern for my safety, etc.
Tom arrived as he looked out and said, hey lets get our gear on a go. So we did. Of course I kept thinking to my self 'what am I doing'? We got down to the beach got ready and Tom well times a wasting and we jumped in after a big set of rollers finished. We took off and slowly worked our way out past the next set of rollers. It took me some time to relax. We swam out to the 1/4 mile buoy looked around, I felt better, we chatted. Hearing Tom speak so calmly really gave me confidence since he was clearly comfortable. So we stroked off to another buoy some 1/2 mile I guess away, up and down the big slow rolling 6-8 foot swells. Climbing up one side and almost body surfing down the other. I tried to keep my head down and keep stroking focused on relaxing. Things got easier. Then we headed home to the beach. Now I was a bit nervous again as I knew from coming out that the waves would crash down on me, there were the rocks, etc. So I asked Tom while floating a ways away how to navigate the return and he just pointed me to the outside cove point and then said wait and look for the series of big rollers to pass and then stroke your way into the beach to one side away from the rocks. Nervous, I followed the instructions using an awful lot of heads up swimming and stroking as hard as I could to make my way into the beach, success I was standing on Terra firma, relieved and rewarded.