Swim at De Stafford,
Despite the Fat/Old/Fat & Old twats who have no concept of swimming in a straight line (or in fact of personal hygeine) and think that it makes sense to swim breast stroke in a line diagonally across the lane while having a chat about Terry the local plumber I managed to get some swimming in.
The pool was like a scene out of Benidorm, only with less of the young fitties who usually make up for old overweight people who love to eat paella because it makes them virtually locals.
Rant over.
20 * 100m Sprints, (prob more like 120m sprints with the dodging involved)
19/2/14 - Run
10 years ago
1 comment:
Funny shit!
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