Tuesday, October 23, 2012


Lesson 3

I was all ready for my lesson.  I had watched YouTube videos of the breaststroke and studied the “pull, breath, kick, glide" process.  I even arrived early so I would have time to practice.  Evidently my new nose clip was too tight because 15 minutes into the lesson I got a nosebleed and had to get out of the pool, so my third session was cut short.  I was disappointed because I had all my new accoutrements and really wanted to use them.     

A couple of years ago my husband Dan and I decided that we needed more exercise and we wanted to find something we could do together so we signed up for tennis lessons through our local Parks and Recreation. These lessons were not very intense, more of a "Tennis 101" class. Dan and I went to the local sports store and proceeded to buy about $500.00 worth of "stuff". We had to have new rackets, duffel bags, tennis balls, sweat bands, sports sunglasses, shirts, shorts, special wicking socks and of course new shoes. Our passion for tennis lasted one summer and I have 7 tennis skirts and tops which I haven't worn since and a ridiculous pair of sports sunglasses with yellow lenses. (What was I thinking?) 
 
Last year I decided to start taking Zumba classes which needs a completely different wardrobe from tennis. I purchased several shirts, pants, headbands and socks. I needed a different type of shoe which is more of a dancing shoe and of course a new bag to put it all into because my tennis bag is just too "tennis-y". I still take Zumba classes every week so I count these purchases as investments. I use these items regularly, but I am always on the look-out for something new to add to my workout wardrobe.

This year the activity is swimming. I have had only 3 lessons but staying true to form I have already purchased 2 new swim suits, Speedo goggles, non-fog cleaner/solution for the goggles, a nose clip, 4 swimming caps (2 are vintage and have flowers stuck to the side), shower shoes, a new travel kit to be used specifically for the locker room, and a track suit. Noticing a pattern here? Dan is worried that I am going to want to take horseback riding lessons next. The problem is that our backyard isn't big enough to board a horse and our city has some pesky ordinances regarding farm animals. I guess I will just buy the cool riding boots.

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