8th and 9th January 2010

Friday night does not equal alcohol, dodgy dancing and kebabs anymore. No, it entails finishing work late, getting home and sweating on a stationery bike for an hour, without even anything exciting to watch on TV, unless you thrive on watching a bunch of z-list celebrities prancing around in mankinis (although i did have a penchance for the pink one). I think The Wire boxset could be getting purchased very soon.

The upside of no alcohol, dodgy dancing and kebabs on a Friday night is that I can actually function at a reasonable level on a Saturday. Therefore I had the pleasure of a swim set at the Glasgow Uni pool this morning with a bunch of other folk from Glasgow Tri Club (Vicky, Ken, Brian and our soon to be exiled Chris). Was a long set by my standards, 3400m all in, going something like this-

4 x 100

4 x 100

1 x 800

8 x 100

4 x 50

8 x 25

4 x 100 warm down

Sauna'd and showered we recovered at Ketchup in Aston Lane. Was great for burgers and milkshake- chocolate and banana mmm