Plans for tennis go astray as courts are wet, it rained near the club but not near home. I am secretly pleased as my legs are still sore. I go for a swim; breaststroke for 20 laps - this longest I have done for ages. Now legs are more sore, but in a nice way.
While waiting for Sam, I do a few quick sketches in a new notebook. Recording the day's activities in simple descriptive colour drawings.
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