I thanked tradition

Nobody goes swimming in January. Not even in a city which has but an apology for winter do people venture into a pool in January. But I had gone for a swim three days after the marathon last year, and I was determined to do so again this year. I had survived last year’s swim- I knew I would do so this year too. And I did. The water was cold, but bracing. I was happier than I have been for a very long time. I thanked tradition. If not for that, I would have missed something I really enjoyed.

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