When I got home from Grenada, Penny was gone to BPAC with Forrest. I became lazy. Since I had a big run planned for Friday, I lounged around and rested. Yeah, I didn't go to the pool, I didn't go running, I didn't even go to Plate City. Yeah, I do that sometimes.
This blog is what happens when I drink too much coffee, hang out with my cats, and have access to a computer. EndangeredSwimmer is primarily an athletic journal about an endangered species: open water swimmers in Mississippi. Occasionally, however, I pen some essays and even a piece of fiction from time to time. And just in case you are wondering, yes, Poot is a real person, and Randy Beets and I really do hate each other.
Friday, October 21, 2022
Nothing
The weekend started at 1:30 on Thursday this week, unlike last week when I worked ELearning for almost three hours. I went home, then travelled to Grenada because I found some weights on Facebook Market Place. I got a good deal on some Olympic plates. I thought you didn't need anymore plates, you are thinking. Trust me, need has nothing to do with it.
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