A First for Me

Last night I went for a swim and security had to kick me out. Well, almost. They were on their way down to the pool when I got out. So I closed the pool. That's a first for me. The chick who drowned closing the pool. My trainers (yes, plural as I have 2 full time ones - plus whoever is at the gym if I have a question) and I have decided that Monday's are a swimming day, however, as I have class til 730pm it means a late quick swim as the pool closes at 830. But only two more weeks of my Monday night class so then I can go back to an earlier swim and not have to worry about getting kicked out. Or maybe I'll stay with the later swims because the pool is a lot quieter at night then it is during the day. And with us coming into winter (Autumn officially started last Thursday) there will be fewer people using the pool anyway. Although by then the boys will probably have changed things around several times over. They know that I have exercise A.D.D. and get bored really easy. So there's no point in worry about what may or may not happen. But like I said I got kicked out of the pool. They wouldn't even let me dry off. Not that I really could because it had rained while I was in the pool and my towel ended up wetter then I did. But the woman working the desk came to the rescue with a towel still warm from the dryer. That made the whole thing worthwhile. It was the same feeling you get on a cold winter night when you get out of the bath and into warm jammies.

But enough procrastinating I have a paper to write.