But, apparently, it is.
You load up all of your stuff, stay in a teeny, tiny house for the weekend and eat lots of sugar, sit on a boat and go to the beach. It's a very good time - or so I heard up until this weekend.
With much gratitude for a generous uncle, Mark, Miles and I got a taste of lake life with my grandma and two sets of aunts and uncles. We did the sugar thing and the boat thing and the beach thing. It was a grand time until I got the wise idea - and a dare from Mark - to do a little practice swim before Saturday's Go Girl Triathlon.
Let's just say I didn't return to the beach loving open water swims.
10. The water is not climate-controlled and it's chilly, some spots more than others. It is especially so on a cloudy, windy day.
9. Buoys are farther than they appear. Standing on the beach, the buoy that I was to swim to and back didn't seem all that far away. The more I swam, though, the more it seemed to drift out. Either that or I was swimming in place and/or backward.
8. It's difficult to actually swim forward depending on the current and wind levels. It was a dreary day for the beach and though it didn't seem rough, I don't think I got any kind of advantage.
7. If you need to stop to catch a breather, it's not so bad to tread water. However, getting started is much more difficult as there is no wall to push of of.
6. When you stop to take a breather, you will realize that your feet do not touch the bottom and it can incite panic.
5. There is no lifeguard on the beach to help you if you panic and can't get your shit together. Thankfully, I got my shit together.
4. Breathing in the water is not an appealing concept. It's dark, murky, cold and shit lives (and poops) in there. Even with a nose clip, I didn't like submerging my face yet, swimming like a turtle is friggin' awkward.
3. People think you are crazy. Why? They go to the lake and beach not to actually swim but to play in the water. And what I was doing was not playing. It was W-O-R-K.
2. Water in the goggles ... nose ... mouth. Not cool.
1. It makes me feel defeated and absolutely terrified of how I'll do at Go Girl. I know that I just need to survive the swim and I can hammer on the bike and run. But, surviving isn't always a pretty prospect.