I'm really up for a lung-busting Oasis session this afternoon. Conditions are perfect, I managed to blag a free swim and a fairly empty pool lies before me.
I start strongly and with great purpose. However, within a few minutes the pool is heaving with office workers, I have no room to swim. I left it too late, it's gone 5.30 and the indoor pool is closed. I drift aimlessly in the mid-life-lane, consider swimming breaststroke and quickly decide to call it a day. Oh well.
I cycle off south for an ecclesiastical appointment.