Jacqui Hargrave
MY SWIM STORY
My swim story began four years ago. I was forced to give up my beloved running after my hip collapsed while running one day. After seeing various physiotherapists, doctors and consultants, it was clear that I had to find another form of exercise. I’m sworn off yoga thanks to a sprained wrist and bruised ego sustained while attempting the downward dog twenty years ago (I still bear the mental scars) and cycling is not my bag, but I was interested, although apprehensive, when a friend suggested I try swimming. I dug out my ancient costume, more 1990s beach goddess than serious athlete. After only a few lengths I was exhausted and blamed the costume for my terrible technique, but that didn’t matter – I loved it. I was hooked!