Keeping fit

In theory, I go to the swimming and leisure centre three times a week, but in the middle of winter it is very hard to motivate myself to go in the outside pool for the aquarobics class and I sometimes give it a miss.

This morning, however, after dropping Hugo and Emma at school, I bravely went. The outside temperature was about 9 degrees and the water 26. We were 13 courageous souls, + the marvellous instructor. It poured rain a few times, and the drops were icy. It's always worth the effort, even though getting out of a wet swimming costume, into a track suit, then driving home to a hot shower, getting dressed again, and drying hair is a lot of bother!!!!! First world problem, I know...

For some months now, I've been watching Dr Phil at midday, while I have lunch and a glass of wine. You may well ask why. Even Dr Phil himself sometimes shakes his head in disbelief at the antics of the performers and says, 'You can't make it up!'  But he then laughs all the way to the bank. Can't say I blame him. If people are happy to make fools of themselves - and they are - somebody might as well profit from it.

Talk about from the sublime to the ridiculous - reading Steven Pinker, then watching Dr Phil. I've always wanted an opportunity to use the word 'bathos'  and this is it!