Swim man swim.

I've finally started on my swimming lessons. And the entire ordeal can be summed up in two words "Superbly tiring".
FYI. The last time I went swimming was Primary 4; a good 6 years absence. So, it is no wonder and only natural that I was struggling to keep my head above the water this morning. And it doesn't help one bit when my swimming instructor was an ex-cop. I can tell he was utterly frustrated with me unable to kick and move properly. But then, I am no born natural talent. I reckon that the coming lessons would be very very very long.
The deep end of the pool is only about 1.4m so I just went there and practiced by myself. I was given this "right" by the instructor because of my height and my age. I must thank him though; it is awfully embarrassing learning swimming at 16 years old when the oldest dude there is perhaps only Primary 3.
I drank a lot of pool water though; this pretty much answers me feeling a little bit bloated. The water tasted bad but better than the one at Escape. God knows how long has it been since they changed the filters and water pumps there.

It's Sunday and I am really really tired.
This week has been a blast and a strain on my body.
I cycled twice this week; once at Pasir Ris Park and yesterday at East Coast where the gang and I rode to and fro. In total, I reckon we all pedal a good 4-5 km? Frankly, I rather stick to playing pool. The worse that could happen then would be the white ball shooting out of the table and hitting my head.
I am seriously tired. So I will spend tomorrow lazing about on my bed. I am so not gonna run tonight although it is running day. Who cares, I swam in the morning and am already half-dead. Ya ya, I'm weak. And my body seems to have contracted an illness or something; had an upset stomach this morning that persisted till just now. I hope I can live.
Someone get me a nurse please.