The new routine is going something like this, let the dog out (business, you know), change into a suit, pack the dog in the car, grab the swim bag, blue gatorade, and towel and head to the beach. Living on an almost island has its privileges. Dog-Boo, hangs out in the back of the truck while it is cool in the morning and I get in an hour to an hour and a half of what I consider bliss on many mornings and borderline torture on others. Then both of us of head home for breakfast and starting the day.
Open water morning workouts are so much better than pool morning workouts.