some days i feel like santa as i heave my pink sack onto my back. don't you ever feel this way?it has gym gear: shorts, a singlet, toe shoes and a qwik-dry towel, plus a book and a mag for the stint on the stationary bike; my swimmers, cause it pays to always have them with you in summer in sydney + sun-screen, a sarong and my cap. ever close is my trusty bottle of water and the daily essentials: sunnies and their case, wallet, keys and...a small packet of tissues.
after reading back over what i've just written, complaining about a heavy bag, i'm a bit embarrassed - i can ride a bike (abeit stationary, my knee's still crap), i can read, i can swim, i have clean water to drink, i have money, so what if i've get the sniffles sometimes.
