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Tom’s swimming for victory

January 23

Last week i was in LA working on a (not very secret) three day epic photoshoot for work. It was sunny, warm, the hotel had a pool. How much swimming did I do? Go on, guess...

Yep. thats right. NONE.

Nothing.

Didn't even dip my toe.

What I did do though was work. work. work. And ate an in&out burger.

This isn't going very well.

January 6

OH. MY. DAYZ.

Why have I agreed to this. Why. Oh. Why.

Let’s start with a brief history of my sporting life:

I was forced to watch sport when I was younger. That was painful enough. The running (!) joke in my family is that I must be adopted as everyone else is sporty. I did do PE at school (bowling, ice skating) and I did have badminton lessons (always handy.)

It is now January and before Christmas I genuinely thought this was a good idea.

Now I am petrified. Proper proper scared.

I thought swimming would be better than anything that involves a gym. Gyms are scary and intimidating and full of people that are like Christian Bale from American Psycho who get up at 5am to work out and then eat silly amounts of chicken, go back to the gym at lunch, eat a tomato and then run home. THIS ISN’T NORMAL. I will never be this person.

Last week alone, I ate lots of fish and protein and gave up carbs for weekdays; that’s surely a good start. And I did go to the pool, but it was closed for maintenance, but I did have a lovely steam.

This week, everything changes. I’ve confirmed in print that I will undertake this challenge and that I shall.

A three mile swim. That is my goal. I don’t even know if this is possible, but hopefully the experts I meet for advice will tell me it is…

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