Julie, Allison, Lucy and I all drove down to Charlottesville for a 2-mile cable swim, accompanied by Dave, the unofficial team cheerleader (and Lucy's fiance). Remind me NEVER to sign up for a cable swim again! I can't swim in a straight line to save my life. Either that or the cable kept moving into my path. :-) I swear every third stroke my right arm hit the cable, leaving it covered in rope burns by the end. Thankfully the wineries we visited afterwards made up for the miserable swim! But look for this and other pictures on the cover of the Weekend section of the Washington Post the first week in September. The reporter who took this picture is writing an article on open water swimming and interviewed us for quite a while.
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