Madex Swims
Over my many month long hiatus from working I picked up a free hobby, swimming laps. Swimming is now my crack cocain, I have to swim or I get cranky and have to cut a bitch if I don’t. Yesterday, something funnier then the Asian man eating sushi in the hot tub happened in the pool area of the gym. I arrived in a hurry to get my swim on and get home quick for tarasaidthat’s birthday, but I got there just in time for the water aerobics class that took up the whole pool cause the class was all chunky butt ladies. I debated on sitting in the sauna, which Patbenatard has assured me is gayer then the Barns and Noble magazine rack. Who knew? So I decided to join the class, it might just be me, but I prefer my aquatic aerobic teacher to be fit, and not 300 lbs, but I let it slide. Not much to say about the actual class, but afterwards two ladies exiting the pool starting singing the musical part of Celine Dion’s Titanic song, it echoed off the walls and they just kept getting louder and louder. I started laughing and had to go under water to laugh. My thanks goes out to those two ladies who can harmonize the recorder/flute beautifly.
