Chicken legs

As I was going out the door this morning at 6.20am, in the lashings of rain in my togs and wetsuit, a text came through from a friend to say she wasn’t swimming. Within 1 minute I was back under the covers listening to the rain get heavier and heavier.

Nearly 2 hours later I got up and had a very productive day, tidied shed and outside messy area, a trip to the dump and started the ball rolling to get CASEY back on the water this weekend.