Saturday, 1 March 2008.
What can I say? I finally got off my fat ass and went swimming. A nice 70 lengths at Freyberge Pool in Wellington (with a few extra warm ups and breast stroke to end).
It's a really nice pool; Freyberg. It's open until 9pm - so for someone who is always late like me (except for 2 things - one being my funeral; although I have my doubts about being on-time for that!) a later close is great.
So get there about 7.15, get changed and go and do my thing. Probably the most important thing is that I filed up my waterbottle.
New habit I must learn - drink more water, especialliy when I'm going swimming later in the day - hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.
As for the views; well I think it's true that Freyberg Pool has the hottest swimmers in the Wellington region (followed maybe by Johnsonville - although Huia has hte hottest, to die for, lifeguard.
The guys tonight - what can one say. The guy who was first off in the fast lane - sexy, muscley and could swim. Then there were the three German or Scandinavian guys - I couldn't quite catch their accent in the changing room afterwards - but talk about some very nice, very serious, think surfer-boi, eye candy. Then when the guy left the fast lane, another guy came in an dhe was mega yummy too - couldn't quite tell if he was an as-fast swimmer as me - it woud've ven interesting to put it to the test - although he certainly one in the hot, nice pecs, sweet body stakes!!
So, a good swim, some good views and now, after a pile of dancing, it's very late and bed calls.
Oh, and yes, I subsequently ate a pile of food which completely negated any of the benefits of swimming!!
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