You know I always talk about the insufferably crowded lap pool lanes, and how I have to wake up at the butt crack of dawn in order to just get a lane. And then I go on further to complain how hard it is getting out of bed in the wee, chilly hours of the morning, just to jump into a cold pool.
Well, the pool is still cold- I have come to the conclusion that its never going to change. No matter how many times I talk to the peeps at the gym, I blog about it, I email- this squeeky wheel will never get the satisfaction of a tepid pool. However, the one thing that I have started to receive *jazz hands* my own lap lane :the crowd goes wild:. Amazing! I know you're shocked by this, but in the middle of the day, the gym is a virtual ghost town. The only people in the pool are me and the blue hairs doing their water aerobics. I can not even begin to tell how just how much I enjoy the solitude. Some people have yogo to clear their minds, I have swimming. :)
Well, the pool is still cold- I have come to the conclusion that its never going to change. No matter how many times I talk to the peeps at the gym, I blog about it, I email- this squeeky wheel will never get the satisfaction of a tepid pool. However, the one thing that I have started to receive *jazz hands* my own lap lane :the crowd goes wild:. Amazing! I know you're shocked by this, but in the middle of the day, the gym is a virtual ghost town. The only people in the pool are me and the blue hairs doing their water aerobics. I can not even begin to tell how just how much I enjoy the solitude. Some people have yogo to clear their minds, I have swimming. :)
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