Okay – it might be whale migration season here on the Gold Coast, but I found myself joking with a friend earlier in the week that it’s me feeling like one of those giants of the deep.

Three weeks of eating whenever I’m hungry, lying/sitting around and restricted movement (doing laps of the kitchen & going up & down the stairs doesn’t really count!).

I’m feeling like going for a walk – even doing Tai Chi to take a bit of the edge off, but to be honest just don’t feel overly strong.

So….Baby steps. Walking to the corner and back, then around the block and I’m happy to say this morning I trudged a few km’s before enjoying a long hot shower. Footnote – I then curled up in bed and slept for three hours!!

Guess swimming at the Masters Games later in the year is a rather ambitious goal at this point. Still, even 50mtrs would qualify as taking part! Watch me!!

Geez, I’d love to go for a swim….(must wait at least another fortnight though…)