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Cold water swimming: why the hell do so many people like doing it?

The other week, I found myself front crawling my way down the icy lane of Brockwell Lido at 8am.

It was a lovely sunny September morning but bloody hell, was it f*cking freezing.

Even wearing a wetsuit, I found myself gasping for panicky air, trying not to ice to death. I thought I was a pretty good swimmer until I found myself floundering in sub-zero temperatures barely able to go four lengths without wheezing like a 90-year-old.

read the article and view the pictures @ Metro.UK