Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Sweating Bullets

Yesterday, Abby began four weeks of swimming lessons. Yes, you heard me right, four weeks. She's going to learn how to swim this year or we're going to die trying. And by we, I totally mean me. Because while Abby is holding onto a kick-board in the pool, blowing bubbles in the water, I'm standing on the edge of the pool, fully clothed, sweating so profusely people are looking at me funny. And y'all, I don't like to sweat.

I never had an issue (Ahem.) with perspiration before having kids, but now, put me out in the sun for 5 minutes and it's flowing like a fountain. I had a feeling this could be a problem for me, so I totally dressed for the occasion. I had on my little cotton dress with my flip flops. But even with that, I had a moment where I was worried about the decency of my attire. Really, how much sweat does it take to render a cotton dress see through? Because I had buckets of it running down my back. It was bad.

And all this in only 25 minutes. Thank God it's only 25 minutes. Any longer and I might have left a puddle where I was standing. And that would have been embarrassing.

The upside: only 3 weeks, 3 days left. The downside: it's not even summer yet.


  1. Girl, I am WITH you! I take 2 drinks and a hand-held fan to my kids' swim class...and I still just about die of a heat stroke. Part of is hormones and part of it is nerves, I think. Every time my 6 year old son jumps in the deep end, I have an internal conniption fit. Good gracious--FOUR WEEKS!?! We only did 8 days (only have 2 left, but who's counting?) Whew!

  2. YUCK. Outside is killer right now.

    It's worth the drive - come to Birmingham where you can do INDOOR swimming lessons!!!! Ah, the amenities of the "big" city! :)

  3. I know exactly what you mean. Having kids changes your internal thermostat, I think. We went through the same swimming challenge with our girls. That is until we bought one of those big three foot deep pools. Now they are fish and I'm not even kidding.


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