What a day! I had to go to a meeting in Cambridge yesterday. Unfortunately the traffic coming back was horrendous! What should have been just over a two hour journey back took four and a quarter hours!
Having driven for six and a half hours altogether on Friday, I had to fight my body and brain to complete this mile. The angel on one shoulder was encouraging, but the devil on the other shoulder didn't want any of it! The pool was busy and I had to do a lot of weaving about to avoid a collision, almost persuading myself at half a mile and three quarters of a mile, in fact most of the way through, that that would do. I was so tired that this is the first one that I did a lot of breast stroke and took little more of a break than a few breathes in between- just in case once I had stopped that was it!
So for my hardest mile yet, I'm pretty proud of not only getting to the pool (home looked pretty appealing!) but also completing a full mile. I guess promising myself a kebab helped!
7.5 miles, 5 pools.
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