Chances are that the thought of swimming makes you shudder. A reminder of PE teachers barking from a chilly poolside, fingers like prunes and the constant threat of verrucas. Until a few years ago, I shuddered too. It was a sustained period of illness which pushed me back to the pool: an elemental escape from the clatter of life. A slow, daily splash and soon I was hooked. While the rest of London guzzles avocados and everything-free snacks in the hope of Wellness, I can confidently say that regular swimming is an experience not to be missed. I am excited to share my journey from chlorine to the real stuff and on 15th July I’ll be the red-faced redhead, with just enough puff left to say “together, these girls did!”