i’ve been excessively moody and down on myself the last few days (and probably few weeks, if i’m honest). i don’t exactly know what’s going on, but i do know that i’m entirely fucking sick of it. in response, i’m doing something drastic.
1. i have an appointment on saturday to take care of some stuff you don’t need to know about and i’m not going to tell you about, so don’t even ask, but it’s not health-related, so none of you need worry.
2. i’m going to take up swimming.
the closest public pool opens at 5 a.m. during the week for lap swimming. i’m trying to figure out what time i have to get up and out to get to the pool, swim for 30 minutes, get dry & dressed and to work on time in the morning.
i would prefer to go after work or in the evening, but the last thing i want is to subject my mostly unclothed body to the scrutiny of vile children and cruel teenagers. i figure between five and seven a.m. there are mostly fitness freaks who’ll be too busy trying to lap me to notice my jiggles and seniors who have ‘been there, done that’ so long ago they couldn’t care less.
what’s really daunting is i don’t know the pool routine any more. it’s been well over 20 years since i set foot in a public pool (and probably not less long since i was swimming as all). do you still get a safety pin with your locker key to attach it to your suit? can i take my towel out to the pool with me to cover my gigantic thighs? what’s the lap-swimming etiquette if i need to stop to catch my breath? hell… do i even remember how to swim? i don’t want to look like a stupid newbie.
the plan was to dive right in (hah!) tomorrow morning, but i think i’m going to put it off until saturday. that way, i don’t have to get up at 5 a.m. and i can time out the whole experience and still have lots of room in my schedule to dry my hair before my appointment.
i hope i don’t chicken out. especially now that i’ve told the whole internet about it. say… want to come with me?
Good for you :)
i’ve always said that i should do swimming, but i fear the public pool. i’m a wimp.
that said, i have a pool in my own building and yet i’m afraid. i just feel so…exposed. even though i know there’s certainly not going to be anyone scrutinizing me (especially in my own building’s pool).
if you would like, you can come to my place to swim.
i’ll swim at your place if you swim with me, col. =)
okay, i’ll suck it up and do it with you. maybe we can try some fast walking/jogging. apparently that’s really good to do in the pool too (obviously in the shallow end).