A busy little day at work and meetings away from the office dictated that I had to take the car. Therefore the most sensible bit of exercise for tonight was a little swim my training buddy Giles. It was a little swim too…after about 500 metres I called it day. Largely because the top of my knee-cap wasn’t feeling too clever and secondly I was blowing like a pensioner swimming in treacle. Not sure why, but it has been a few weeks since I was last in the pool. Possibly the cumulative effects of the last few days. Giles smashed about a few thousand meters and I beat a hasty retreat home and to bed.