Saturday, November 24, 2007
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Not much to report this day. It's good to get back underway on my southward bound trek to get south of old man winter.
Night camp: Wal-Mart parking lot in Pikeville KY
As My Breathing Evened Out
As my breathing evened out, I began to notice other sensations. The water felt different from any other water I'd ever swum in, as if it were more solid than fluid, as though I were swimming through a liquid Sno-Kone. [swimming in 33 degree water / 34 degree air]
Swimming To Antarctica, Lynne Cox, The New Yorker, February 3, 2003