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Day 30



Final swim. Three K. Hard going, but held the line. Thirty done. Three grand raised. Now — sleep.

Day 26



Cook + Phillip. 1.4km scratched out under humming lights after a long day’s drag through the fluorescent grind. The pool was empty, save for ghosts and echoes. A quiet mind in chlorinated solitude. I’m gonna see this thing through.

Day 25



3kms tonight. Cut through the dark like a hymn. Icebergs was quiet…eerily perfect, like the sea was holding its breath. Felt the rhythm settle in my bones. In the zone. A kind of meditation through muscle and salt. The end goal glows faint on the horizon now…distant, but no longer imagined. Huge week behind me. Miles of water swallowed. And still, I swim.

Day 20.



Clovelly Pool, midday. The sun leans in, the water calm, quiet. A slow, steady kilometre, each stroke carving through the stillness. A moment of peace, held and let go. Back to work.

Day 18



3 kilometers. The water swallows the day, takes the weight of work and pulls it under. Cook & Phillip, 4pm—quiet, near empty. Just the sound of breath and the rhythm of the stroke. A small escape, a moment outside of time.

Day 14



Swim at Melbourne. Slow but good.

Day 17



A wild few days. Worn out, running on empty. Made it to Clovelly, slipped into the water as the last light faded. Knocked out a kilometre…back feeling good, jellyfish sting not so much. Swam through the dark, the ocean calm, the world quiet. Just me, the water, and whatever else lurks beneath.

Day 12



I’m back. The ear, that wretched thing, has healed. The ocean calls, and I answer. Three kilometres at Icebergs, carving through the blue. Body loose, mind locked in. Flow state. Endless, bottomless, wanting more.

Day 6



The day bore its teeth. A slog, a struggle, the kind that gnaws at the bones. The office was empty but for me and the ghost of a birthday cake, dark and dense, left to fate in the fridge. I ate it standing, alone, and something in the sugar and solitude steeled me. The pool at Cook & Phillip—calm, welcoming, a quiet embrace after the storm. I slipped in, let the water swallow the hours, the emails, the grind. Two kilometers punched out, stroke after stroke, until nothing remained but breath and movement. Breathe. Home now. Dinner. Sleep. The week’s end looms. Friday, baby.

Day 5



6 a.m. at Icebergs. The water is cool, the world still quiet. Stroke by stroke, the night fades, and the sunrise unfolds…a slow, golden awakening. A perfect way to begin.

Day 3



hungover. no swim.

Day 4



The desk held me captive all day, a warden of emails and weary thoughts. The clock ticked slow, the air hung still. But then…release. Evening fell, and with it, the promise of water. Cook & Phillip. A silent communion with the blue. A steady 1km, each stroke carving out the remnants of the day, washing them away into the quiet depths. Emerging, the city wrapped itself around me once more, but softer now, gentler. A cool breeze whispered through Hyde Park, the trees murmuring secrets to the night. Tomorrow, the water calls early. For now, sleep.

Day 2



Icebergs. 1km with Otis. The ocean pool, a trembling mirror of the sky, restless beneath the morning light. Each stroke cut through the cold, the salt clinging to skin, to breath, to thought. A beautiful morning—yes. The kind that lingers, that seeps into the bones, that reminds you, for a moment, that everything is exactly as it should be.

Day 1



Harry and I hit Bondi early, the bay rough, the sky heavy. Bluebottles were out in force…stinging, annoying - but we pushed through. 2.1 km done, the ocean waking up with us. Now, time for a well-earned coffee

We’re swimming to save lives



Did you know suicide is the leading cause of death for young people in Australia?

That means that each year more young people die by suicide than in car accidents or from cancer.

This March, we’re swimming to make sure young people in Australia have the mental health support they urgently need.

By sponsoring our challenge, you’ll be helping to prevent youth suicide.

All funds raised will help young people feel better about today and the future, no matter what challenge they're facing.

Our Impact

So far this year we helped provide...

750

Young people with vital mental health support.

Our Team Members

Thorpey's Heroes

Member

Richie Carroll (C)

Raised so far:

$3,000

Thank you to our Sponsors

Life-Saving Donation

$546

Lisa Arpey

Great work Richie!

Life-Saving Donation

$313

Karina Seyffer

Great cause, go Richie$$$

Life-Saving Donation

$256

Rj™️

F*ck yeah bra.

Life-Saving Donation

$256

Stanislaus A Carroll

Well done Ritchie

$209

Dougie Graham

Get em little buddy

$209

Leigh Carroll

Great cause and well done!

$200

Kylie, Lockie & Scott - Cub

Great work Richie, what an awesome cause to support! Looking forward to some celebratory beers once you’re done!

$135

Snowy Surveying

Nice Job Cazman!

$128

Charles

Great initiative Rik!

$65

Michael And Sally Seymour

Well done Richie Cheers Michael Sally and family

$65

Eliah Lade

$56

Steve Mothy Jarvin

Good luck

$56

Rory Bobbin

Nice Rick! Stay slick 👙

$56

Adam Kroenert

Just keep swimming

$56

Richie Carroll

$56

Matched By Reef Shark Foundation

$56

Scott Carroll

$55

Owen Mcmahon

Get em Rick!

$52

Lauren

Great cause Richie! Proud of you xx

$30

Anonymous

GOODS STUFF x

$28

Cate Seymour

$28

Tegan Bell

Swim Trudy swim!!!!!

$23

Tim Dyason

Get it slim

$23

Skye

Just keep swimming just keep swimming

$22

Mapp

You’re a legend, brother.

$12

James Boyd

$12

Noémie

Go richie <3 beautiful cause to give your energy for