tales from the pool

 

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This is a journal page I made in July of this year.  If you read this blog a lot, or are just starting to  you should know that I swim everyday of the week in the morning at a pool.  While swimming I have lots of time to think.  I think about blog posts, challenges, art, daily troubles, Its my time for just me,

   Now since I go everyday except the weekends, you get to know the

people who also go everyday.  I talk to some, you know hi how are, the weather.  But

some you just imagine, and I have names for all of them.  The newlyweds, they must

80 are more, but so sweet, they hold hands, are so loving, its sweet to watch.  The pervert,

he wears a speedo, and watches or should I say stares at all the women, and in the

speedo lets say its doesn't hide much.  The Europeans (men) who come and

use the hot tub, the sauna, and sit and talk all day in chairs by the pool.  They treat it like a spa.

There are many more, and I am sure that since I have names for them in my mind, they must have names for me.  I can of a few, The single girl (because i dont wear my wedding rings swimming)

the loner, because I don't talk much, and probably a few I don't want to know

 

I love my pool, windows on all sides, Olympic size, and a gym in the basement, and only 30 dollars a month, cant beat that.  Private places like the ymca are way to expensive.  Today there was only 3 of us in the pool and I was one of the 3.

 

This is a picture of the pool, it was built in 1967

lee