I recall flashing and streaking being big in my day. There was even a song about it. It was cool to streak! I’ve gotten a bit more modest as I’ve gotten older.
Yesterday I went to the club for an early swim. As you know, it has been a tough week in every area of my life – sometimes it just rains and rains. So, I was looking forward to a quick mile of quiet time.
Getting ready to swim is a bit more complicated than running (where I just lace up my shoes and go). I need my goggles (prescription), ear plugs, my Packers swim cap, my suit, flip-flops, towels, water bottle and swim gear.
Yesterday was no exception. I put on my suit, got all my gear and went out to the pool deck. I put my stuff down and walked over to the drinking fountain. I bent over, got a drink and walked back to my lane … the farthest one from the fountain. I was ready to swim.
Just, as I’m about to get in the pool a woman a few lanes down motions me over. I think maybe I know her. I don’t have my glasses on nor do I have my prescription goggles, so I’m fairly blind. Could it be one of my workout friends?
As I get closer she says, “I think you may have a problem with your swimsuit. I think you have a bit of a hole in the back.” I gasp. I then realize that my butt had been feeling cold. I reach back. Sure enough, the suit is slit from the top to the bottom. She looks up at me and sees the blood rush from my face. She graciously says, “Who cares? You gotta get your swim done! It will be fine.”
I take a deep breath. Could I have any more crazy s*^% this week? Seriously.
I decide that I don’t care. I gave birth to twins and in the process had to show more than I cared to, to more people than I cared to. I had a bad bike accident with stitches in places I don’t want to mention. So, why not swim with a big gaping slit in my suit?
I just get in and get it done (however, I do notice the guy a few lanes down doing more watching than swimming!). Whatever.
I’m thankful this week is over. It was a challenge. But, I learned a lot about my life and the direction I’m heading and, more importantly, I realized that I really don’t care who sees my butt on any given day.
Welcome to the first holiday weekend of the “summer!” Make it a great one!
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