I swam for another two hours yesterday. Then I came home and took a really hot shower. In less than an hour, I was drifting off, and just went to bed early. I love the feeling of swimming and being surrounded by water. I just find something incredibly nurturing about water. Is it the fact that humans are mostly water? Or that we are formed in water? Or, could it be the full moon? Which I often want to call the 'fool' moon.
Tracy, my co worker, friend, walking, and work-out partner, swims with me and we enjoy the pool together. We act like little kids doing back flips, jumping in and out of the water, staying in the water until our fingers and toes resemble raisins. Sharing our pool toys with the kids, and just swim laps back and forth across the deep end. Occassionally, we make rude gestures or comments about the noodles.
Her husband just bought her a 5 megapixel camera. Allow me to slobber with jealousy.