Wednesday, October 24, 2012
For the longest time, I'd drive by Fancy Fit on my way home from work, and I'd think to myself, "I should join," but I never did. I dunno, I had this impression in my mind that I would feel uncomfortable amongst all the body builders and the young and hip. I thought it would be expensive and that I wouldn't like it--so I stayed and suffered at Golden Acres.
Sheesh, that was dumb. I guess all those mothers were right when they tell their kids not to judge a book by its cover. I like Fancy Fit--and the price is the exact same as Golden Acres, except I get a whole lot more for my dollar at the new place.
I've been going there for a month now and I've learned one thing: no matter where I go, I'm bound to be swimming with the old guys. Yep, I guess 2:30 is time for seniors, and well, me, to swim. But I'm okay with that at Fancy Fit--the seniors there swim--as in laps. And they don't wear their masks and snorkels or dirty gym shoes in the water either. Plus they don't do weird stuff against the wall in the deep end to gross me out.
Now that I'm sort of a "regular" in the pool, I'm starting to make friends. Yes, they are old friends.
I jumped in today to find one of the two lane markers was missing. Apparently it broke--old guy #1 told me that and showed me the pieces on the pool deck. "I guess we missed a party" I told him. He liked that and laughed. Then he grabbed his cane and limped to the shower room.
So, now we are left to stay in lanes that are no longer marked--a true test of a real swimmer. This would mean noodle chaos at Golden Acres--with the senior set taking over the entire pool, rather than their 2 of 5 lanes that they usually monopolize.
I slide in the cool water and try to adjust my cap when old guy #2 said to me "I'll take this lane, you take the other." Okay, I was cool with that, and I said something to that effect. But it keeps going.
He waves down his buddy in his lane and yells "Hey Larry! We got us a pro here. Tighten up!" Now Larry is standing up and looking at me.
"Yeah, Larry," I say loudly, "tighten up!" And they laugh and laugh.
I have absolutely no idea what that means, but I do know I've got a couple of swim buddies now.