Wet one

Since the third of April - that is, the point at which I really decided that I needed to crack on with losing weight - there have been only been four days on which I haven't walked at least ten thousand steps (although sometimes those steps might have included a run).

And today was to be another successful stepping day. Despite the rain, I planned to arrive at the Minx's, walk to David Lloyd and swim. I was still resolute as I made slow progress down the M6 but arriving in Chorley I realised that more than a couple of minutes outside and I'd be soaked to the skin. 

So today was only six thousand steps but I got a swim in and then had a pleasant half hour in the bar waiting for the Minx to finish her "gym 'n' swim".

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-11.1 kgs
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