What a day. Another frantic dash for the finish line...
Then home where I swam a 1km despite being exhausted (I am over 40 and my body seems solely dedicated these days to adding weight to prepare for an apocalypse it clearly believes is imminent; granted it will make me fodder for the cannibilistic Lord of the Flies-inspired savages that will roam the post-apocalypse wasteland, but my body cares not....it is OCD when it comes to socking away the calories!)....
Then sleep where I crashed for 7 hours straight (challenging for a gay man to do but not impossible, trust me)......
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