Ramblings
It all started off quite well. First off I became addicted to setting my alarm to watch an American swim for less than two minutes at 3am every morning, that helped my daily routine no end.
I then strategically arranged my life so anything of interest on the track was not missed. All as normal, its only once every four years after all.
Today however I plumbed new depths.
It all started with a Welsh man thrashing about in a Lake at 4am (my time, not his). Had he thrashed in the right direction he’d have won, but he got lost on the oval course and came second....shortly before passing out and being stretchered in to an ambulance (he then amusingly threw water over a pesky native, there are rather a lot of them....).
