I don’t like sunbathing that much. It’s just not fun to me, because I can’t do anything but lie there. I’ve tried reading a book, but positioning oneself for concurrent optimal reading comfort and effective body coverage is pretty much impossible. So I don’t sunbathe very often.
Well, after getting home and having my mother ask me if I’ve spent my last few months underground, I decided to bite the bullet and do it. So this morning, after coating my sunburned areas liberally, I went out and laid out there for an hour. Half an hour on each side. That’s probably about all the sun I can handle at a time right now without turning myself into a giant lobster.
It wasn’t that bad, I guess, but I still feel like I didn’t really do much of anything. Then again, I didn’t really do much of anything yesterday, either…