It was hot out there yesterday – 37 degrees in the shade. After an aerobics/weights session at the gym I was a little worn out. Perhaps that’s why I decided to go out in the midday, out in the midday, out in the midday sun. I still had gym shoes on but not for long. I had to wade into the water to cool off almost immediately. Socks back on as I hadn’t put sunscreen on my feet. I waded in twice more during the 90 minutes. The last time in desperation I drenched my hat.
I didn’t meet any mad dogs or Englishmen. If only I could tell Noel Coward. But I did have a proper swim an hour later.
Can I blame the gym session for my crazy decisions?