Swim of the Year.

By December 4, 2018Uncategorized

Here at SFT we do love to hear all about your improvements and how your races, training and events went. If you could share a swim experience with us, a result or an improvement we will be offering a prize for Swim of the Year. If you did enter in the summer for swim of the month then by all means submit again. Think of this as a chance to enter if you missed out or raced since the end of the Summer.

Glenda went off to Kona, some of you headed to IM Mexico, it was a great Autumn for further racing. Some of you tried pool racing in the Masters arena and Otilo continued. It was indeed a big year for swimming. Fortunately we are going to exclude what Ross and Lewis did for this 🙂

T10, time trials, races all count. Not necessarily the fastest or ur furthest. We are looking for overcoming insurmountable odds, a breakthrough, conquering fears etc Will need some verification though if done outside of an SFT session. Goodluck

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  • becky horsbrugh says:

    Undoubtedly I think my swim of the year will be my swim of a lifetime. Right at the start of the year in January I became the first British person to swim the Bangla Channel in the Bay of Bengal – a 16km stretch from Teknaf on the Bangladeshi coast to St Martin’s Island. Before this swim the furthest I had swum open water was about 8km. I faced many challenges. First of all being so early in the year it meant my training was in the months we usually think of a bit of a down time – and having Christmas just before didn’t help. It was sometimes hard to go out in the cold for yet another of my 4 training swims each week. Secondly the swim is a bit of an unknown. I didn’t really have anyone to give me any tips or advice on the conditions; the water, currents, even what the support crew would be like. I just had to trust that the Bangladeshi team that I had asked to help me knew what they were doing. They had crewed the swim before so had some idea of the waters, but weren’t really experienced swimmers. I managed to contact one Bangladeshi swimmer who had previously done it, but he didn’t really give much feedback other than ‘yeah, it’s okay.’ So I had many fears to conquer – and not much information to give me lots of confidence! The trip down to Teknaf was equally as interesting. I flew to Cox’s Bazar and then had a three hour bus ride to Teknaf. It was a sobering ride as well, past the Rohinga camps that stretched far into the distance. Thousands and thousands of displaced people. It made me feel like my swim was very small and insignificant. Some of these refugees themselves had risked their lives to swim the river between Myanmar and Bangladesh to get there. I had done a news conference in the capital Dhaka before my swim, to highlight why I was doing it – to raise awareness of the fact over 40 children die in the country every day from drowning. That also added pressure on me however as so many more people knew I was doing it. I didn’t want to let anyone down but at the same time knew I had to be sensible. Weather conditions were pretty dire the day of the swim itself. Very windy and choppy waters. A cold wind as well. I didn’t want to wear my wetsuit but knew realistically I had more chance of finishing the swim if I was wearing it. And I didn’t fancy getting hypothermia in the middle of nowhere. We were delayed too by border guards who questioned if we had permission to do the swim. Which we did of course. Once I started to swim however I had no fears or thoughts other than I would do it. Time seemed to fly by. I had sorted how I would feed with my crew beforehand and it all seemed to work well. I have no idea what I was thinking while I was swimming, but I know my spirits were raised when I saw the island ahead after around 3 hours of swimming. At least there was something to aim for rather than open sea! The tide was turning at this point which held me up, but finally after four hours and about 45 minutes my feet touched land on St Martins. I didn’t really feel tired at all! I couldn’t quite believed I had done it either after so much training and planning. When I returned to Dhaka a couple of days later I seemed to have become a bit of media sensation. That was all quite overwhelming – but at least I knew by doing interviews I could educate people on the importance of being able to swim. All in all a truly memorable trip. I think it will hard for me to find another swim that will equal this experience.

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