Which is great advice if at any moment you might happen to be thrust into hyperspace with or without your knowledge. But how often would you actually use a towel if you happened to carry one around with you?
I'd hazard a guess at not very. Well I suppose that depends on where you live. I live in London and so I'm not likely to pop to the beach on my dinner hour and yes the British weather is famous for being both bad and unpredictable but so much so that I need to carry a towel around with me?
And yes I swim regularly - that's what this blog is supposed to be about - and in fact I work as a swimming teacher and so I'm actually in a swimming at some point 6 days of the week. So a towel or three would come in very handy, but where I work we have free towels and so I don't need to take any with me. Which is great but comfort breeds complacency or in this case the luxury of having as many free towels at work as I want, means that on the one day a week when I go to a different swimming pool - and therefore need a towel - I invariably forget to take one.
My memory is bad! I've spoken about it several times. Like in this blog post HERE where I talk about constantly having to buy new shampoo because I'm forever leaving it in the showers at work. Or this blog post HERE where I talk about how I'm always travelling home commando on Saturdays because I wear my trunks to work and forget to take boxer shorts with me for the journey home.
Both of which are slightly annoying but neither are quite as frustrating as getting out of a swimming pool and not having a towel to dry yourself with. Every Sunday - or so it seems - I find myself shivering in the changing room, attempting to shake myself dry or maybe sacrificing my t-shirt so that I don't have to put all of my clothes onto a wet body.
So note to self. Attempting to dry yourself with a t-shirt and/or travelling home wet are not fun. So do yourself a favour and make sure that you take a towel to work with you on Sundays!