I went down to the pool today and put in a few laps. Walking and hopping, not swimming. I figured some form of water exercise could help take away the remaining pain in my left foot. Kids were gawking. Staring and wondering at what the hell I was doing. I wanted to take Popot with me. It would have been a good "reason" why a fat, long-haired but balding, old guy would be there.
If anybody out there is brave enough to face a "real" challenge, come on over and teach me how to swim. This is something that would really look great on your resume!!
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