I have the motivation of a sloth. There are days when I have the get up and go, but most days it just got up and went….leaving me on the couch with chex mix. I definitely needed to do something about this. I like to walk…but you have no idea what the weather is going to be like. If I cannot wear my Lucy pants, sneakers, sports bra, tank top and visor, I ain’t going. Everything else either makes me too hot or I have to carry it with me. Total excuses but it is how I feel so we are going with it.
I also love water aerobics. No joke….that shit is the bomb. Best activity you will ever do. Best results. Very easy on the ol chassis. Plus it is mostly seniors so I feel young. Unfortunately, the class I want to take with the best instructor on the planet does not mesh with my schedule. Her flunky co-worker hosts a class just up the road at a great time…but she SUCKS! So I have decided that I am going to do laps.
I held up going to the pool and actually joining, because I was waiting for my next hair appointment. Any sane individual would consult their stylist for the best way to handle, manage and protect the locks. I have not spent years and year and years growing this fabulous head of hair; only to have the chlorine eat it from the inside out. (no joke…that is what it does)
Got a cap.
And a speeding ticket in the school zone outside the pool.
I am so pissed about it, I have decided avoid that road at all costs. Including the price of the swim cap that slides from one end of my trunk to the next when I take a corner.