We survived the Nanticoke River Swim, although the crazy chop in the water caused the race organizers to limit us to two miles instead of three. So, I got a good experience in cold water for near-Ironman distance. Can’t brag about a three-mile, but I can still feel good about this one. Here, I’m pictured (in the white swim cap) with my crazy Tri club mates. Craig (my husband) is the guy in the back without a swim cap. We had fun!