as my Aussie pal Peta used to say, back in the days when we were Primary Shool Sports Coordinators in Inverness, responsible for cajoling volunteers into coaching a variety of sports to eager kids, who were grateful to participate in anything that meant running around, and basically getting them out of the confines of a stuffy classroom. It wasn't easy of course, good volunteers are always hard to find, but we were a pretty good team back then, and if any opportunity arose to

So as the clocks have gone back, I thought it was time for a wee update on the swimming challenge and I am proud to say that, hopefully, I'm winning the bet. Hubby hasn't actually told me what his bet with himself is yet, so consequently, I'm still going in and still haven't got a wetsuit. Roxy has been a bit ambivalent depending on her mood. She was in season this month and maybe decided that she couldn't face it and instead watched dutifully from the beach, but this morning

once said the indomitable icon that is Dolly Parton, and as I thought about this, I wondered if dear Dolly would ever have considered plunging into the Moray Firth on a grey murky morning, with the outside temperature lurking just below double figures. She probaby would if you asked her, she seems like that kinda gal. So yes, I'm still going in but the quote about bravery is not about the daily dip. The bravery bit or lack of it in my case, refers to the next step of actually

Yep, three weeks since I first took the plunge, I am happy to report that I'm still going in and have only actually missed three mornings. It's become a ritual now and even though when I wake up, the prospect of a sea plunge isnt always instantly appealing, by the time I've walked through the fields, woken up and warmed up, the sea dip halfway is now an essential part of the day. Now dont get me wrong, Iron Woman I am not. I'm not a great swimmer, I'm actually afraid of water