Wednesday is the day I don’t go to work but try to get in all my errands and shopping done. So, I took my oldest, Luke, to my gym to go swimming. His low muscle-tone makes swimming difficult and only practice is going to make him a better swimmer. And swimming will help his muscle tone.
And speaking of muscle tone, I got quite an adrenaline “work out” in the pool! I was standing at one end watching Luke’s Controlled Drowning when I caught movement next to me. My peripheral vision said in a panic, “Someone’s diving into the pool!”
Oh, but nooooooo. A very delicious hunk of man was lowering himself into the lane next to us. My initial adrenaline rush turned into a completely different type of rush. I had flinched so I told him I’d thought for a minute he was diving in. He swore he wouldn’t do something like that, it would be rude. I replied, “Rude, nothing, it would be fatal!” (We were in the shallow end.)
There were several minutes of easy conversation, but I was the one being rude. I was pulling a complete guy. Barely looked into his eyes or face, my gaze was transfixed on his body. You know how guys stare at your chest? Well, I was staring at his chest! It was the closest I’ve ever seen to Bryce. So in between teaching Luke to swim I was able to watch some very nice swimming in the lane next to me.
I am so looking forward to next Wednesday!