Every day on my way to the pool, I think of something new to
say here. The minute I get out of the
pool, I find my mind is wiped clean.
Yesterday I was quite surprised by the number of folks passing me on the
right. Today, I can’t remember what I
was going to write about.
Maybe it’s the hot steam. Perhaps it’s the people we swim with. Such characters we all are. One lady comes and gifts us with a new joke
every time she swims. Another tells us
all about her newest ailments, yet still another is filled with her latest
travel tales. From a distance, we sound
like chirping birds.
I now divide my half hour of aerobics between the shallow
and deep ends. I don’t say a lot while
the ladies chirp. If one friend is in
the pool, we chat about all sorts of things at a small remove from the
others. This kind lady volunteers for
the Humane Society. She takes animals to
the various local nursing homes.
Yesterday she saw one of her old engineer bosses at a home for those
with Alzheimer’s. He didn’t recognize
her.
“You have to go every day for folks with dementia and Alzheimer’s
to remember you,” I said of course thinking of Duck.
Moving to the hot tub for fifteen minutes, the talk
continues while we stretch. Yesterday I
walked to the library. And home. Today there wasn’t an ache or ague to stretch
out, but I stretched anyway. I can touch
both knees to my chin now. That’s
something I couldn’t do when I started this.
I’m not much thinner, but the heat in that pool keeps me moving. And moving….
Speaking of books, I am done editing my manuscript but forgot how I managed to make it into a PDF file so I am experimenting with it. I love this story so I feel I must continue to try to get it ready to be published. One of these days....LOL
ReplyDeleteOnce again you inspire me. I will get back to the pool tomorrow. Missed several days owing to doc visits. Knees to chin...you are amazing!!
ReplyDeleteI have not lost weight but feel much healthier and stronger with my exercise and I will accept that as my reward. Touching knees to chin...in the water? standing? sitting? Sounds like difficult yoga move to me but I am so glad you have moved toward this level!
ReplyDeleteAnd Duck did remember us until the end.
ReplyDeleteKnees to chin???? Do elaborate.
ReplyDeleteThat must be so beneficial - I almost envy you but have always had a phobia about swimming pools - my loss I know.
ReplyDeleteThe only time I have really loved being in water was in a Greek sea where I felt I had come home.
I read Kinsey and Me last year, with mixed feelings. I felt so bad for the young Kit.
ReplyDeleteLove your chirping birds metaphor. You could make a poem about it.
ReplyDeleteExcellent! Good for you. I need it to warm up here so that I can get out more.
ReplyDeleteGood for you, Mage! That's fabulous!
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