swimming into the new year

Last night the long-awaiting Aqua Zumba class started at Saucon Valley High School. During the summer the class was at 6, so I didn't read the time. Lydia and I left at 5:30 and arrived early. The instructions said the rear of the building; last parking lot before the buses.

We drove on the front side of the building, and parked in the last lot before the buses. Got out of the car and tried the door. Nada. Tried the next door. Nada. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. We are now on the other side of the building and finally found the door—#25. We walked in at exactly 6. And nobody was there. Even the instructor. Just some male students in Speedos swimming laps.

Lydia looked up the instructors page on Facebook and found her number.  Then she scrolled down and looked at the post. It said 6:30. Ooops.

In about 10 minutes the instructor showed up putting up signs and arrows. Since I had time I hiked back to the car and moved it so we wouldn't have to walk for it after coming out of the pool. It wasn't that cold, but why risk getting sick. While I was gone, the aquatics director for the school district arrived with his golden retriever. The dog has free reign of the pool area.

At 6:30 it was still Lydia and I. She said she was having class anyway. She needed to test it out at an indoor pool. Two more people came, and we started class. Two more people came. So there was six.

It was a good class, same play-list as before, but I remembered none of the moves. I was just as inept as always. It was a steep learning curve for the instructor...she's not in the water. She's instructing from the edge. The pool was overflowing without people in it, the deck was slippery. Cement and tile instead of grass for her to stand on. She slipped three or four times. People were swimming laps next to us which was a bit odd. But all in all it was a good workout.