That's right, I said "Water aerobics." My philosophy of exercise is that it is to be avoided at all costs, but my doctor does not agree. One reason I don't like to exercise is because I don't like to sweat; hence water aerobics. Even if I get hot, I am in water and can instantly cool off.
Last week the teacher handed out paddles for us to use. They were shaped like a weight that had been smashed flat. The round pieces at either end of the handle had a fan-like contraption that could be opened or closed depending on how much resistance is desired. Before I go on, you must understand that I have spent the last 25 years of my life with middle schoolers. Because of that, middle school behavior sometimes, dare I say rarely?, slips into my psyche. The very moment I was handed the paddle this thought enter my water-logged brain. "What would happen if I slapped this into the water and made a splash????" I looked at the elderly woman who was in front of me and for one horrible second I could see my hand move downward causing a hair soaking spray. It was like a slow motion scene in a movie. All the hairspray in the world could not have saved this woman's coif. Fortunately for me the thought quickly vanished and Mrs. Helmet-head remained oblivious. I, however, was left feeling a bit unfulfilled.
On another note. Monday, Jan. 30, there was an entire flock of robins in our yard. Considering the mild winter we have had so far, I will be curious to see if we really have cold and snow this year.
Finally, I had to go to my former school this week. I went to the workroom to deliver the letters I had written, then turned and found myself looking at my old mailbox. My name wasn't there. Another dose of reality.
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