Tom Lawrence
Swimming
As the title suggests, it’s how I spent my evening at the local ‘leisure centre’. Regardless of the fact that I cannot swim, my lungs aren’t exactly in the best of shape and I have a fear of water, I thought it was better to face my fears and give it a try.
Oh boy did I suck! I must have done no more than eight 25 metre lengths, each with a 10 minute gap in the middle to rest either my limbs, my breathing, my back or a combination of the three.
Sure, I had a tonne of people stare at me whilst I looked like a drowned rat (to be fair, that wasn’t far from the truth) but I wasn’t gonna let that get the best of me; I have my now achy body for that.
Although I didn’t really achieve much physically today, I think much was achieved mentally. Besides, practice makes perfect. Right? If you’ve got any swimming tips or advice on anything (breathing, posture, etc.) please let me know as I really do need it!
Maybe I should just stick to playing the freestyle swimming stages on the Track and Field arcade machine there. That’s where the REAL leisure and skill is at!
Mother’s Birthday Surprise [Failure]
Seeing how tomorrow is my mum’s birthday and I don’t live with my family, I thought I’d plan an unexpected surprise for her by turning up at my parent’s house on the morning of her birthday, which happens to be tomorrow.
My plan began with staying awake through all of last night so I would sleep throughout today’s daylight so that I would feel wide and awake come nightfall. After treating the night like a typical morning, I then planned to catch the 4am train and hopefully make it home in time to wish my mum happy birthday before she had to set off to work. When my mum would arrive home from work, my dad would then reveal to her that he had booked a table for the whole family at her favourite restaurant which would turn into a wonderful evening together as a family and an awesome birthday for my mum.
Sadly, this is where the plan turned sour: My dad failed to book a table for her birthday. So now my dad calls me up and tells me not to come home until Friday, informing me we will now be celebrating her birthday a day later instead of Thursday. Except on Friday there’s no early trains I can catch that will allow me to surprise her. So now that I have my sleep pattern knocked twelve hours out, I now have to amend my sleep pattern to it’s original state in time for my mum’s now delayed birthday, leaving my body feeling like utter shit.
The things you do for family. Good job I hadn’t purchased the train tickets I guess.
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