There was finally a break in the (predicted) week of solid rain, so I hit Walmart for some veggies & chicken. So, that's three more miles logged. I fear not being able to swim or walk for a number of days. Without an umbrella, I mean.
I died on my 36th lap this morning at the pool. I took insulin before the pool, silly me, and my blood glucose took a nose dive. Annoying more than anything. That'll teach me to do drugs before swimming. After.
Much insomnia. But, that means I was up at 8a and in the pool. I only did 20 swimming laps and 20 walking laps. I decided to come back home, shower, and pass out on the bed, while listening to KOKZ play American Top 40 from July 15, 1978.