D-Day.

Its 5:15am. My alarm just went off. I grab my phone and turn off my alarm. OMG… I lie back down on the bed and grasp my phone to my chest. I look like a rigid corpse, interred, and awaiting burial. Except my eyes are wide open as I stare up at the ceiling. B-R-E-A-T-H-E….

My heart starts racing. Today is THE day. Today is D-Day. I close my eyes, and just try to breathe. B-R-E-A-T-H-E. This is what you’ve been waiting for, I tell myself. THIS is what you’ve been training for, Kimberley. This is your adventure. This is YOUR day.

The night before I had meticulously organized and arranged all my swim gear. Multiple pairs of goggles, extra swim caps, earplugs, Ugg boots, woolen hat, swim jacket were carefully laid across one of the beds in the room next door. I even had a little schedule in my mind so I knew exactly what I needed to do when I woke up. Philip was expecting us promptly at 6am at the Mana Cruising Club where the boat was docked. So I needed to get moving and snap into action.

Ok… first things first. I need to eat something. My Mum had prepared some pasta for me to eat before we left the farm. I sit at the table with the bowl of pasta in front of me. This is my very own Last Supper. But I can’t even eat. I’m SO nervous. I give up on the pasta and try eating an almond butter sandwich. I take a few bites. I HAVE to eat. I HAVE to. I need it for energy. But I feel nauseous. Really really nauseous.  I feel like I’m going to be sick. This can’t be happening!!! I RARELY feel ill and this is THE most important day of my life. I switch activities and drink water. The human body can last for DAYS without food, I tell myself. DAYS. Just hydrate...

It’s now 5:30am. I change into my swimsuit and put sunscreen on my face. I can't help but think that each of these activities seem strangely morbid and oddly religious. I stand motionless in my swimsuit as Joe rubs 85 SPF sunscreen across my back. I feel as though my body is being prepped for burial. I feel like "the next activity in today’s program" is... embalmment! And, so, with that, let the ceremony begin…