Glad the Day is Over

I was awake far too early this morning. I wish I had looked out the window as I didn't know it had been snowing really hard until I opened the back door. Fortunately, the train was running to time despite the rest off Manchester appearing to be at a standstill. The office was quite dead until way after 9am.

It was one of these days. Not too busy for me. I did a bit of writing whilst listening to The Essential Mix. I have never got bored of that show and I must have been tuning in for 20 years now. Admittedly, I do now listen to Radio 4 but mainly for The Life Scientific and such programmes. I should be on Radio 2 now but I generally didn't like the music they play now when it first came out so that's unlikely to change.

After work I went into town, riding in torrential rain. i was then abused by some chavs in a white van.....but wasn't in the mood so launched a barrage of profanity back. Fortunately they were suitably intimidated. I was glad to reach NTP and had a latte for a change.

As soon as I got in the pool for swimming, I realised I wasn't in the mood. Normally I respond well to Andrea's coaching but it was an uninspiring and slow set and I never got going. When it got to the really hard bit, the whole lane decided I should lead. I battered into it, trying to take my bad mood out on the water. It worked but left me completely wiped out.

I'm glad the day is over.