The Inflatables Are OUT

OK, so i’ll be the first to admit that my fitness is currently not what it was, due to the combination of long days, hectic nights with our youngest and, fundamentally, a lack of time to get to the pool. What was a three-times-a-week habit has now dropped off to once a month, unfortunately.

So, when my eldest daughter and I decided to take advantage of the weather last weekend and again this weekend and get into the garden, we thought we’d pull out our great array of inflatable pools (of various sizes), palaces and animals, which of course Daddy would blow up with no problem. In retrospect, that may have been a mistake…

Actually, I’m fairly fortunate that my lungs seem to hold up pretty well to a couple of hours of blasting air into plastic shapes – but I know, for a fact, that it would have been much easier if I’d been in training.

Although work is as hectic as ever, I’ve got to find some time to get away for the odd hour – and have now a Cornish holiday booked in July as an incentive to work towards (with surfing a virtual impossibility if I’m unfit).