For the 3rd time in 4 days I made it to the pool to suffer yet another one of EMSC 1.0’s sessions. It is probably a combination of my encroaching old age and the initial stirrings of mad cow disease but I can’t for the life of me remember the details of what we swam.
I do recall that it was long on distance and short on rest and I was seriously struggling; when an incredible thing happened. The clock clicked on to 9 pm and all the guys simply got out, forcing me to lose about 10 seconds of very precious rest as I went from third in my lane to having to lead it.
What on earth’s going on here? are they all about to be turned into Cinderfellas? are they all on very strict passes from their respective other halves? is there an important football match on the TV? or perhaps more accurately are they all simply wusses.
I don’t know simply no staying power anyway the girls finished the session. The only good thing about it was the fact that I didn’t skive out earlier and Queenie Reid only mentioned her holidays twice!
We covered 3,700 metres in total though.