Here's me and Matt sitting by Victoria Park pool, looking forward to our half hour of vigorous exercise. However, I quickly remembered that I am a rubbish swimmer, and could only manage a couple of spluttering lengths of breast stroke and backstroke (i.e. the cheating man's stroke), of which sadly no photographic evidence exists. Never fear though, I had already planned on signing up for a swimming course, which starts at the end of January - so I should be nimble as a fish in time to catch the end of the Australian summer. This would be fantastic as there are so many great outdoor pools here, not to mention ocean swimming, of course - if you can dodge the sharks...
Love, ali x
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