Apr 16, 2008

My you have a nice...

... crawl.

Yes that was actually said to me at the pool this evening.

The pool - pretty good sized even if not a real lap pool

Followed immediately by "Your stroke is smooth and even..."

Apparently the old man watching me do laps in what was definitely not a lap pool was analyzing my stroke technique. I managed to keep a straight face, but barely.

Me after laps in the pool

He clarified his statements by assuring me (in front of his wife) that he was in fact a collegiant swim coach back in earlier days.

Dang. And here I thought the old man was trying to pick me up.

I thanked him... or rather started to thank him for his kind words... when all of a sudden mine failed.

I went mute.

My voice... gone.

Yeppers - here I am all drippy wet from swimming, hopped up on those good Mexicali wonder drugs (legal of course) for headache/sinus/allergy pressure whatevers, and my voice dissappears.


I "called" Mike only to get him laughing at me beacuse he could not understand my grunts and whispers.

You lucked out mister - your lady is a mute!

The free weights in the hotel gym that is open 24 hours.

So two workouts in three nights. Not stellar and barely an hour between them but I'll take it. My goal is to run again tomorrow AM, as the pool is not lit and it is dark when I rise, leaving plenty of dark space for snakes and other Jenn-killing items to reside in the water undetected.

The pool I swim laps in

So why am I coming home? I love tropical climates!

OK - well enough of my woes for the evening.. I hope that all are well!

Keep on running!


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