I've discovered the difference between fit and fat
Been swimming some mornings in an attempt to get less unfit (started out to get fit, but you have no idea what that could involve, so less unfit will do). Trudging up and down the pool with assorted geriatrics, coronary bypass recoverers doing 1500mt Olympic times for 50 mt, even a double amputee (1 arm, 1 leg) who is no threat to me, and other sick, sad and lonely old bastards trying to avoid tripping on death's doorstep as we float through the morning mist.
Took the kid to the same pool yesterday arvo as he wants to train for the school swimming sports.
What a revelation! A splediferous spectacle of spunk. A shimmering smorgasbord of seduction. Firm, bouncy, tight, roundy things everywhere. Thongs that don't go on the feet.
So the difference is: Swim in the mornings if you want to get fit. Swim in the arvos if you want to get a fat.
Guess where I'm off to now?