Swim Night
Last night I stopped at the swimming pool for some laps. It was another hot (31C/88F) and humid day and I was mentally wiped out from working in a hot office by the time I got to the pool. Somehow I couldn’t get my breathing right with my freestyle, I’d swim about 50 meters and felt totally out of breath. I believe this was a result of my clogged sinus from my summer cold. I ended up swimming a thousand meters, mostly breast stroke, before heading home.
I spent part of the rest of the night adding another coat of paint to my wife’s new coffee cupboard for her office. Hopefully I can finish this up on the weekend and drop it off at her office next week. My sweety already has my next project lined up, refinishing a 3-drawer bedroom chest.
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We are painting Alex's and our bedrooms this weekend:)
Posted by: olga | July 14, 2006 5:46 PM
Swimming must of been nice and cool. But painting, yuck. Not my favorite!
Posted by: backofpack | July 14, 2006 8:34 PM
I hate when you're mentally ready and you get into the pool, and physically you poop out. That's the worst. Hope you feel better soon.
Posted by: Rachel | July 14, 2006 9:08 PM
You're much nicer than I am. My wife likes to paint and I do not and I make that pretty clear when painting projects come up. I think original colors look just fine.
Posted by: Rob | July 15, 2006 2:33 AM