Julie, our water aerobics instructor, is a patient, patient woman. As a general rule, as we swish body parts around in the water, our mouths get more exercise than the rest of us. She’s getting pretty good at using pantomime to signal each change in the routine.
There are usually about twenty who show up faithfully, and except for one outlier who stands at about 5’9”, we’re mostly limited to one section of the pool unless we want to exercise underwater or shiver in the shallow end. Thus, our powers of concentration are also put to the test as we weave through the slower movers while still maintaining our conversation with the person traveling next to us.
As usual, the talk began with diets :
“. . . end of the year. . .5 new pounds. . . kale for breakfast, spinach for lunch!. . .”
and the hazards of stretch jeans:
“. . even if you gain 15 pounds, they still fit!”
moved on to Christmas decorations:
“. . .yeah, I have three reindeer, four Santas, and lights on all the bushes. . . .electric bill went up $100. . .”
Then to life as a retiree:
“. . .I was on a committee like that, too, and then figured, What the heck! I don’t want to do this anymore, so I quit! . .”
And returned to staying in shape:
“. . . and her book says we shouldn’t just sit around all the time, so I get up and run in place during the commercials. . .”
We must have been especially motivated after all that holiday eating because this was one of the few times I didn’t leave with a new recipe or restaurant recommendation.