A winding down Sunday after a pretty manic week of work and play.
DIG FOR VICTORY etc.
Well, I did a bit of sweeping up and general tidying around the garden.
I couldn't feel my fingers after an hour or so. I disappeared for a swim.
This was never going to be an Olympian effort. It was more about arseing about in the spa and steam room.
I ticked off 30 lengths, and then spent over an hour warming up in the spa.
I still couldn't feel my fingers. They had been transformed into shrivelled prunes.
My timing was pretty poor. I had to cycle back in the dark.
I did ponder the unlit Trail, but really couldn't be bothered.
Sunday evening was a slow one as well.
A bit of school work for SE17 and SW9, and then to bed early.
Phew. Rock 'n' Roll etc.