Back at the pool again today, this time with only the senior water aerobics workout to keep me company. Those ladies sure do know how to cover up their torsos.
For those unaccustomed to water aerobics, it mainly involves bouncing up and down in the water while the instructor plays bad eighties music and leads the group. Aside from the bouncing, there's really not much more to it aside from a few arm movements and the occasional leg kick. We're not talking an Olympic sport here.
All was fine and dandy and I was keeping snippy comments to myself until time for the "dry land" portion of class. Well, let me tell you, those ladies might look trim from the clavicle up, but everything below is a little gelatinous. I backed away, determined not to look back, but a sudden burst of Bruce Springsteen and I whipped around, only to see the ladies doing sit ups with their legs straight up in the air.
I was treated to a vision of water aerobics seniors from the undercarriage side. It's a bit like the ocean floor - not something that sees the light of day and definitely not for the faint of heart. I raced off, ready to throw myself at the mercy of a Diet Coke and Nutty Buddy.
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