Guess where I was at twenty past six this morning. Go on, guess.
Twenty past six saw me sitting outside of the gym, waiting for it to open.
We decided not to actually join the queue of keen beans that were waiting for the turnstiles to be unlocked and instead lurked in the car until half past. Nevertheless, I was in the pool at twenty five to seven and, as I swam up and down and watched the clouds begin to blush pink with sunrise through the glass roof, I thought to myself “Who are you?"