How's a girl supposed to keep fit in this weather? I love swimming but Niagara Falls outside my window doesn't really appeal and apart from that swimming down Second Avenue with bits of road following me isn't my idea of getting healthy.
I settled into a nice little routine, swim one day, walk the next and then god turned the taps on. I've reconciled myself that the day itself may very well be wet but in the meantime I want to stay dry - if that's not too much to ask. Talk about teasing us with sunshine. Its not even playing peek a boo at them moment, its put its hat on and gone on holiday.
Swimming last night was far from productive, I'm lucky if I swam six lengths and that was only because I was able to duck and dive out of the way of oncoming traffic. Just as I feel I've mastered it 'geronimo' - incoming little people jumping right in front of me just as I get into my stride.
I recognise that the little darlings really do own the pool, I'm just a guest - an unwanted one at that. But those little people grow up and some of them are doing the same thing 30 years later, I'm up for fun but smacking us when the swim past isn't going to make me roll around laughing anytime soon.
As for this weather well the waterproof trousers are on standby, the flowery cagoul is hanging by the door and I've got a paddle ready in case I need to use the wheelie bin as a raft - lets hope it drys up soon.
I settled into a nice little routine, swim one day, walk the next and then god turned the taps on. I've reconciled myself that the day itself may very well be wet but in the meantime I want to stay dry - if that's not too much to ask. Talk about teasing us with sunshine. Its not even playing peek a boo at them moment, its put its hat on and gone on holiday.
Swimming last night was far from productive, I'm lucky if I swam six lengths and that was only because I was able to duck and dive out of the way of oncoming traffic. Just as I feel I've mastered it 'geronimo' - incoming little people jumping right in front of me just as I get into my stride.
I recognise that the little darlings really do own the pool, I'm just a guest - an unwanted one at that. But those little people grow up and some of them are doing the same thing 30 years later, I'm up for fun but smacking us when the swim past isn't going to make me roll around laughing anytime soon.
As for this weather well the waterproof trousers are on standby, the flowery cagoul is hanging by the door and I've got a paddle ready in case I need to use the wheelie bin as a raft - lets hope it drys up soon.
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