Simmare
When I woke up today the weather was so beautiful I decided to begin my day with a morning swim (although at that point it was already afternoon). So for the first time in months I packed my speedos and a towel, drank some water and cycled to town. My body was still half-asleep - and I've been pretty lazy lately anyway - so I decided that half a kilometer would suffice this time. I was done in fifteen minutes.
Going to the swimming hall right after you wake up usually results in an undefined craving for something. This time was no exception. I think it's an unfortunate case of my mind mixing things up; What I really need is a breakfast, but what I usually end up looking at are games, books or some other junk. Exercise-induced shopping...it's a good thing I'm not usually loaded with cash on these trips. (Then again, when am I?) Nevertheless, I ended up buying George R.R. Martins A Feast For Crows - and would have bought Simmons' Olympos if I'd had the money with me (good thing I didn't, eh?).
Mythbusters on TV soon. Before that, some ADOM.
Going to the swimming hall right after you wake up usually results in an undefined craving for something. This time was no exception. I think it's an unfortunate case of my mind mixing things up; What I really need is a breakfast, but what I usually end up looking at are games, books or some other junk. Exercise-induced shopping...it's a good thing I'm not usually loaded with cash on these trips. (Then again, when am I?) Nevertheless, I ended up buying George R.R. Martins A Feast For Crows - and would have bought Simmons' Olympos if I'd had the money with me (good thing I didn't, eh?).
Mythbusters on TV soon. Before that, some ADOM.