Post-swim

Perhaps my favourite thing at the moment is to drive to the David Lloyd Centre in Chorley after work, swim a mile, and then meet the Minx (and sometimes miniMinx) for dinner at the Italian restaurant at the end of the road. 

It's not just that post-exercise appetite but there's something about swimming that seems to make everything taste better afterwards. (Possibly related to clearing the nasal passages. Ew.)

The downside is forgetting to take a daily photograph until you're in bed with your only phone and lowlight conditions :-/

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Reading: ‘Total Rethink’ by David McCourt