March 23, 2005

No Checks. It's Cash Only.

I was recently forwarded an article by P. H. Mullen Jr., author of Gold In The Water, a book chronicling the journeys of swimmers to the 2000 Olympics in Sydney. Entitled No Checks. It's Cash Only., it tells his story of how he swam across the English Channel. It's an amusing read that brings back a lot of memories for me and is a taste of what will come. If you're interested, you should take a look.

An Excerpt:

My own swim is uneventful until hour 4. Then, out of God's wide sky, comes an apocalypse. I swim into the middle of a 200-yard shoal of jellyfish, and suddenly the water is purple and gelatinous with sea creatures. Everywhere I put my hands I'm stung. The jellyfish cover my face and shoulders; they get squished in my armpits and groin. My torso and legs are flayed. Over the next half hour of slow swimming my right arm loses feeling and my breathing turns raspy. Another half hour passes, and I become light-headed. Woodward's book is gone; he intently watches my every stroke.

Posted by pj at March 23, 2005 08:15 AM