you're thinking
"what in the world do all of these things have to do with each other?"
here's a hint...
and another hint...
one more...
why did i pack these things in my beach bag?
(sadly...no....it's not for some tropical vacation)
but it's as close as i'm going to get to one for a while!
i'm spending three afternoons a week here.
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well....not exactly THERE ~
more like here...
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i'm taking water aerobics classes at a local school!
when i walked in to the class
ALONE
(because my friend did NOT show up....
and you know who you are..................
georgina....
*wink*)
the warm humid air hit me like a summer embrace.
the smiles from the 10 other people in class warmed me even more.
(i should'ave known better...)
after sliding in to the 90 degree water
(which was seriously delicious)
i was passed around from person to person
like some novelty item
as they introduced themselves to me.
yes....i was ONE of the youngest students in the class
(not the ONLY one, i'll have you know!)
and i was immediately warned that they were NOT going allow me in the pool
if i was skinnier than they were
SO THERE.....!
then i caught the winking, side glances, and elbow jabs,
and laughter erupted from all of them
like a bunch of adolescent troublemakers.
you know the type ~
the ones that always end up in the back of the classroom
disrupting everything the instructor is trying to teach?
there i was
smack dab in the middle of them all.
what in the dilly did i get myself in to....???
i was quickly warned by connie, who is a pastor's wife,
to keep my distance from larry,
who evidently was either an undertaker
or just had a severely demented sense of humor.
i couldn't really tell which
as he proudly informed me
that he drove a hearse with a coffin in the back
that had some type of body laying in it
and when he stepped on the brakes
the eyes lit up out the back window.
hmmmm.....i'm going for demented here.....
"BUT....", he added, holding his finger high above the pool and the water dripping from his full white beard,
"i make a killin' off of the frozen yogurt that i sell out of the casket!"
yup...demented.
(thanks for the warning, connie.)
linda chimed in and told me to watch out for virginia
who was a total workout fiend
and had a tendency to not watch where she was going
(as the tiny white-haired wonder practically drowned me
as she typhooned her way across the pool.....
ummmm........backwards.)
so, while the teacher was making us do this
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and ALOT of this
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no, no, no!!
none that THAT!!!
are you kidding me???
(we're not THAT good....yet.)
*snort*
wednesday IS "noodle" day, however
"...a much more intense workout..."
from what corina told me
MORE intense?????
oh boy.....
so after an hour and a half of
laughing
huffing
puffing
groaning
sweating
and steering clear of typhoon virginia
i crawled out of the pool
dragged myself to the locker room
(as i heard larry bellow to me "so how much yogurt do you want..???")
hauled myself to the car
and once home
collapsed on the sofa
all because i want to morph into this
by march.....
yikes.....
♥
(and i'll pass on the yogurt, larry...
unless of course, it's fat free/sugar free.....)
