After the first lap (having found just the one jellyfish!), I checked the watch and saw 38 minutes. Decent enough, and given conditions, much faster than I had expected! I walked/jogged slowly back around and went again – my mental preparation had been good and where I thought I may find it hard, it really didn’t faze me at all. Second time around though, sea conditions were even a little worse (or was I just feeling it more?!). I started to get a little seasick as my stomach turned over (although not as badly as during my first ever sea swim in June), and I found that breathing every four strokes (keeping my head in the water for longer – something I never thought I would say about the sea….) was easier. Without too much trouble, I completed the swim and stumbled out of the water feeling a mixture of pride, joy and elation. One step down, two to go….