In the Beginning

Well, after trawling through every setting on here (and having the account for at least 5 years), I've finally taken it upon myself to actually write something. Granted, I spent more time fiddling with the custom 404 error ("Page not Found" for the muggles) than I have on possibly anything, ever; but procrastination aside - here I am.

Indeed, I would like to begin with an intelligent, thought provoking post. But I'm tired. Very tired. Instead, I thought I might as well update you on life, the universe and everything. 42. If you don't believe me, Google it. It's old news.

So just over a week ago I decided that I'd try and swim the channel (which I am informed by the good folks at swimming.org is 22 miles) over the course of the month. There are a good few days where I'll be unable to make it to the water so I'm aiming for about a mile per session - about an hour on a good day. For those who don't already know, for those who care and for those who can't use Google - a mile is about 64 lengths in a 25m pool. Here's a pretty representation of my progress thus far.

Progress as of 08/05/2012

Well I appear to have run out of things to put, currently. I would comment on the relegation of Blackburn Rovers, but I have nothing to add. I would point you in the direction of this, which sums up the courage and bottle our manager has. Probably.

I do intend to carry on posting at least semi-regularly (whatever that means).

"The journey will be dangerous. Take one of these."

Always remember to never be definite about anything. Probably.
Take care, see you around, cheers.
Ben.

Also, I sometimes moonlight as a bird and partake in tweeting.
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