From the balcony of my hotel room I see the shining water through the morning fog, as the sounds of the ocean wake me gently from my sleep. It is 6 a.m. and the seagulls seem to call out to everyone to join them as they glide along the horizon and dip swiftly into the waves. I hope I will today somehow, having made the journey with my wetsuit and goggles tucked neatly in my hand carried luggage, bulging under my suits and ties, filling my business attire with the aroma of race mornings.
Twelve days till my Ironman. I need this swim.
But where? A call to the San Diego Triathon Club reveals I am a day late for two organized swims in the ocean on Monday evening, and the schedule holds no open water promises for the time that I am here. Do I slip away from the meetings and briefings and hope to luck upon a good swim spot, or do I keep asking anyone who might know to give me the benefit of their experience and point me to the right entry? Do I dare to swim on my own, with stories of sharks and other disasters certain to creep into my thoughts as I stroke in the lonely silence of the swim? Or perhaps a public beach, where others might swim with me merely by accident - but where would that be? Either way I am determined to swim it - that ocean that calls me today.
Should you know, please say - where can I swim in San Diego today?
Jay
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