Swim,

7°C, drizzle, mist,
Swim: after work. The weather is too awful for a ride today. I chose a pool that is on the way home, a place I haven’t been to since I was a 13 year old school child. I swam lengths for forty minutes in the fast lane. I say “fast lane”, but I needed to wait at the ends for other swimmers to clear a space.
This was a public session, with two lanes reserved for adult lengths. Perhaps their adult sessions have quicker lanes.
Other swimmers were mostly quite fat. Even the kids, in the area without ropes, were paddling podgy seals. Walsall is a fat place.