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Date: 28 November 2006 14:22:35
Once upon a time a long long time ago, When I Was Thinner And Fitter(tm), I used to swim three times a week. Along I'd trot, on a completely empty stomach, and thunder my way through fifty lengths in twenty-five minutes before bouncing out of the pool.
Today I went swimming for the first time in years. I had a light breakfast and somehow squeezed my no longer thin or fit self into my ill-fitting costume. After three lengths I was clinging desperatley to the side of the pool, gasping for air. After five the lifeguard was giving me worried glances. After ten I caved and floated round the jaccuzi for fifteen minutes, pretending that I couldn't feel my thigh muscles involuntarily clenching up. I went back and panted my way through another ten tortuous lengths in utter agony before giving up and coming home, my legs trembling with every step.
I am now indulging in soup therapy while watching my hardened resolve take a long walk off a short diving board.