... not to try and sing along to Glee whilst swimming.
I have to report that... nothing happened which is worth talking about!
Well, there was the usual dodging of idiots, but I'm getting used to it.
I swam 102 lengths. I did an extra 2 because apparently a mile is 64 and a half lengths, not just 64, so every 4 miles I need to do an extra 2. Also I don't really like doing 100 because it seems a bit too perfect. Maybe next time I'll do 98. Maybe one day I'll do an odd number! Although that would involve getting out at the (slightly) deep(er) end and walking down the poolside, which seems rather silly.
I did tell a tiny little white lie before. Something a bit interesting did happen, but I have been debating whether to tell you or not. Mainly because it makes me look stupid, but since I've just gone on for far too long about 100 being too perfect I might as well tell you.
I was having a shower before getting in, and spotted a lovely big gap where I could swim without interference. It was right in the middle of the pool, so instead of faffing around with steps and cutting across people I went straight for the space. I was aiming for an elegant "sit and slide" kind of motion, like everyone manages, but my foot slipped a bit and it ended up as more of a "flop and roll". Luckily I can laugh at myself, and make it seem like people are laughing with me, not at me!
I kept remembering at odd moments whilst swimming and couldn't stop giggling, and consequently spent quite a lot of time treading water during water-swallowing-induced coughing fits.
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