It left something to be desired, but still wasn't as bad as what it could have been nor as that of which I have read and heard.
Today's first open water swim was not as much daunting as it was vexing. To be sure, the dark, black hole (dark, murky green actually) is a stark contrast to the clean, clear water of a pool with well defined lane-lines pleasantly guiding one's way. But that stressor aside, it was the need and the act of sighting that kept throwing me off. Even as I tried to settle down into a rhythm, the added burden of having to look up and find the line kept me discomposed, agitated and in an escalated state.
In the last 300 meters or so, I was starting to become more relaxed. (note to self: Slow Down!)
The large lake clubhouse provided an easy marker, I was finally warmed up and I was in the middle of the lake away from the distractions of the shore. Even swimming through some mid-lake seaweed wasn't much of an issue.
A definite plus is the suit. If fits. Glad I had good advice and stuck to it. And I am much faster in the suit which will helpfully make up for all the breaks that I apparently need.
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