In all the grey and brown, these brightly coloured flowers almost startled me as I was walking to the swimming pool yesterday. In keeping with my 'do more than my sister' training plan, I swam 600 metres, and was rather pleased with myself, until I rang her and she'd just done 750! Hmm. Still, my local swimming pool has a sauna, and while I don't normally bother with it, yesterday I just wanted to be properly warm and the sauna did the trick nicely.
Swimming wears me out in a way that other exercise doesn't. I think the fear of drowning makes me work hard, and my technique is pretty bad, which culminates in a lot of effort and not much movement, which is exhausting. Since I'm on holiday, Peter suggested I have a nap.
I like naps, really I do, but I'm not very good at making myself have them. I strop and stomp like a grumpy toddler - 'but I don't want to go to bed!' until finally I go just to stop Peter from telling me what a good idea it is.
Inevitably I'm asleep within minutes, snooze for an hour, and then don't want to get out of bed.
My more fun than this, which is what I was faced with when she left.
We finished yesterday with food, just the two of us.
I could get used to this being on holiday malarkey.