“Without data you are just another opinion”. That was what was going round the head of our main character, as he hung desperately to the lane rope like a boxer gone 10 rounds with Muhammed Ali, desperately making use of the small amount of oxygen left in his lungs to remember a couple of numbers…
But let’s get back to the beginning of the story, because it will be up to you to help write its ending.
On Monday I will start swimming. Seriously.
Our main character, like many others had a hundred reasons for why they were unable to swim on a regular basis, including his all-time favourite, ‘I’m just too busy’… but in reality, he was just plain old lazy!
Not an easy one to digest, but his inner athlete took it on the chin and headed directly to his local pool to purchase 15 pool entries, a pseudo-professional swimming kit, including two pairs of uncomfortably skimpy briefs, a silicone cap and a mirrored pair of race goggles, designed to convince himself that he meant business.
The first four weeks were extremely tough, but after a couple of months’ he recognized a notable improvement in his stamina and performance within the water. He began to enjoy the benefits swimming brought to him: his back pain faded, his breathing became deeper and…
