It’s easier than you think.
All you need to do is grab your togs and a towel and head down to the closest aquarobics class. I swear I have not laughed so hard for months.
There is a plethora of motivations for a good giggle. There is the fact that the class is filled with predominantly middle aged women who have predominantly been eating too many cream buns for a few years. So every one's a lovely round shape. A lovely round floaty, hard-to-submerge shape. Every time you try to sink yourself to do some underwater calisthenic thingummy movement - you end up exploding back up to the surface and bobbing around looking surprised.
Then you add the indignity of a noodle. For the uninitiated, a noodle is a flotation device shaped exactly like a gigantic bit of spaghetti. And only slighty less difficult to wield in a large body of water.
If you're very lucky you get to stick it between your legs and breastroke backwards for the length of the pool. If you not having such a good day the damn thing will find it's way into the inside leg of your boardshorts and tickle your fancy.
Maybe its just me but the whole experience is like giggle therapy. Fantastic fun, apparently gives your core a good workout in the process and cheap as chips at $10 an hour.
Heaven...
Don't forget to check out Jo's ongoing adventures with self improvement at the Evolution or Bust! blog. You can simply indulge your voyeuristic tendencies and watch as she courageously lurches from one developmental opportunity to the next, or better still, take the ride with her and compare notes as you both evolve together.
Check it out: http://evolutionorbust.blogspot.com/
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