Frosty

I didn't sleep well last night. This seems to be a regular occurrence when we, or I, go out in the evening.

Nonetheless, despite too little sleep I was up and out at 6am to go across to the swimming pool. This week I managed 45 lengths, which is 1,125 yards. The aim is to be able to do a mile (1760 yards, so just over 70 lengths). I'm some way off that, but I'm pleased I've gone from feeling puffed after 28 lengths two weeks ago to an easy 45 lengths today.

For the rest of the morning, I felt champion. I had a meeting this morning which was potentially a bit sticky, but I felt completely on top of things. That carried on through the morning, but from about 2pm onwards life started to become a struggle. This meant that chairing two town hall meetings with different groups of staff was not the easiest thing I've ever accomplished. But I got through it. However, I did decide that a trip over the Main Library foyer for the launch of a report, accompanied by a glass of warm white wine and a soggy canapé really had no role to play in my life, and I came home soon after 5pm. I am now struggling to stay awake (not very successfully....).

Anyway, I definitely need my beauty sleep. Big night out tomorrow.