An Icy Ordeal

Do you think he intends to take a swim, I asked dubious. We stood as frozen, literally.
An old man wearing a bathrobe came walking towards us. He limped heavily and had difficulty keeping his balance.
He headed for the bathing bridge. We greeted each other, and I asked for his venture.
I’m going for a swim! It stimulates the body. We glanced in awe as he disappeared in the ice cold sea. We stood guard, unsolicited until he was safely back on the bridge ūüėä

Don’t let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.
John Wooden