Maree Clark

Day 10 and I'm still going strong. Despite a few hiccups I've still managed to dip every day of the challenge so far and I'm proud of myself for getting in and doing it anyway, even when it feels hard. I keep reminding myself of how privileged I am to have the choice of whether to do something that makes me feel temporarily uncomfortable. It's a beautiful lesson in gratitude and I've noticed that I feel more peaceful after each dip. It's becoming something that I look forward to and am even enjoying sometimes.  Also giggling at myself and today's photo for not realising that it's day 10, not day 9 and I'm going to need more hands 😆

Before I left for the beach this morning, the kids were running in and out of the house, collecting tiny little hailstones that were rattling onto the timber deck. The air temperature was in single digits and I was busy searching for my thermal underwear to put on after my dip, whilst simultaneously questioning my choices to commit to cold plunging every day in August when I live on the South Coast of Western Australia and during these brutal winter storm fronts, Antartica doesn't feel like that far away.I arrived at Peaceful Bay and was met by howling winds and a wild Southern Ocean. I really had to convince myself to get in but when I did, the familiar sting of the water on my skin reminded me of why I am doing this....

Day 1 and the sun was shining at Ocean Beach, Denmark. My friend Monique & I went for our first surf in almost a year. We stood on the beach and giggled at a pod of dolphins surfing the same waves we'd just played in. A couple of seals were flopping about in the shallows and one of them hung around, flapping it's flippers & rolling in the shories, delighting & entertaining everyone on the beach. What a magical start to my challenge! The storm is coming, though....