My swim free week started last Sunday, when I turned up for a swim at Consett to discover they'd all gone for a BBQ and forgotten to tell me! (fuelling my creeping paranoia).
Monday should have been the increasingly regular "Flog in the Tyne" but a conspiracy between a late finishing conference (God can't barristers rabbit on?) and trying to produce and surrender my driving licence to the local nick (much to the local constabulary's amusement I can say) put paid to that. Tuesday I ended up baby sitting teenage daughter, and Saturday the pool was in use for a swim meet.
* I think I missed 2 lengths out here so
my swim down was actually 266m!