Day Forty-Nine

I know I'm going to sound like a broken record, but I should have gone to the gym in the night.  

I was so tired after my second workout last night, that I went to bed early.  If you happened to read yesterday's entry before Friday night, I added something I did out of shame in my fatness, so you can review that entry if you want.  

I didn't go and get my kids from work or even put the food away that I had left out for my son.  My husband ended up doing all of that while I slept, then came to bed at one-thirty, which woke me up.

I tried to go back to sleep, but it wasn't easy.  At first, I was hot.  I had a drink of water and read my phone while I cooled off.  I was falling asleep around two-thirty when I heard an alarm go off somewhere in the house.  It stopped and I wanted to ignore it, but I had to wonder--had one of my kids SET an alarm for two-thirty?  Was there going to be mischief?  I got up to see what I could see, which was nothing, but it delayed my going back to sleep for another hour.  And then, of course, I thought of other things--was the side door really locked?  I had to check it.  But by three-thirty, when it might have been a good time to go, I was really tired again.

I slept until after six-thirty.  I didn't have to take anyone to school, though, so that gave me a few extra minutes at the gym.  I figured out how long I would need to drive home and shower, and I did get a whole hour in the pool.  

At first, no one was there, and it was lovely.  Very soon, the water felt warm enough and just delicious.  I concentrated on my form as I lunged and kicked and waved my arms.  It's a gentle way to exercise, and it makes my back and feet feel better.  I really do recommend it for an alternate exercise.

Just before I was halfway through, I heard someone fart behind me.  I turned to look, and there was The Belcher.  I had not seen him for a while.  But i was not particularly glad to see him again.  He's just gross.  He stands at one end of the pool and lets out a huge belch over the water.  I cannot imagine what kind of Marvel superhero he might think he is.  And he blows his nose into his hands a lot, and then rinses them in the pool water.  Fortunately, he went to the far lane so he would be less annoying.

The Chinese woman and her husband came in like clockwork, and, like clockwork, she asked me again if she could share my lane.  I always say yes, and I usually say, "Of course," and I have told her she doesn't need to ever ask me, but she still does.  She's very polite.  

She and her husband are never in the pool for long, and I don't really mind them.  The Belcher stayed in longer than I did, even though he rests as much as he swims.  Nothing else really eventful happened as I wrapped up my workout, except that, in the last five minutes, Mel came in.  I know his name, because he is the one I have tattled on, for his habit of showering with his trunks half off and vigorously scrubbing his front and back under his trunks, and--once--taking off his trunks behind a small towel while he was standing on the edge of the pool right beside me.  Lest you aren't quite ready to declare him gross, I'll add that, one day, when I was just coming in the front door of the gym, he was leaving, but he paused to wipe his glasses on a white tee shirt that was hanging there FOR SALE.  Okay then. But I knew that I would be getting out before Mel did his two minutes here and two minutes there thing and was showering, so I was fine.

I don't know what else to say about today.  When my lunch left my stomach and I felt hungry, I filled it up with a blueberry tea so that it would have something warm in it and leave me alone.  I am not sure if I am going to have dinner, because my kids are gone.  Maybe something small.  Salmon and tomatoes.

I wore a skirt today that I couldn't wear a few weeks ago.