Life's irony is that as soon as world goods and world success are of no concern to you, the way is open for them to flow to you. December 9 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 176
Aquatic therapy has been so good to me. I am so much more mobile and flexible than before. I can do so many things automatically that I have not been able to do for the last 4 - 5 years. It is like a miracle. Actually it is a miracle. I have a 1.2 hour workout three times a week. My stomache is flatter, well it probably won't be noticable to you, but I sure can tell in the way my pants fit. I'm down a size, AGAIN, and it just keeps getting better. I have lost about 10 lbs. I did shopping a Wal-Mart yesterday and could walk from one side to the other without hurting. My breathing is easier after walking etc. I do not think I could have gotten the same results with land thereapy. This past Monday I increased the pool walking laps from 2 each to 3 each of normal walking, sideways, and backwards. 1/2 lap is about 25 feet. I also have increased my sitting reps from 15 to 20. Progress, just progress that's just what it is. Yep physical progress, but that would not be possible without my spiritualality being right on a positive track.
During these past few weeks I have met several people in the pool. Most are just there for a couple of weeks and they move on. This past Monday a woman in her late 50s (my assumption) started and is just a Chatty Cathy. She told me, the other patient, and the two therapist her back problem history - separately. She is what I call the eternal Cheerleader, just bubbly, youthful, and dressed a bit cutsey for her time in life. She had on this one piece bathing suit that fit her quite well and had a bit of a ballerina skirt on it. We finished about the same time and were exiting the pool at the same time so let her go up the steps in front of me. WRONG DECISION. As she got to the 5th and top step I started up and there it was, her big naked butt staring right back at me - she had on a frigging thong under the skirt. That was just more than I needed to see and definitely inappropriate for the setting. I could have sworn I heard her taking my picture. I wanted to just burst out laughing but stifled it until I got to the Men's shower and I let go and just had a good belly laugh at her expense. I'm glad I was by myself. Today she showed up at the end of my session and I could not look at her face or I would have busted a gut. I finished and went to the showers. I escaped another event of "Let me show you my Thong."
Tonight I am grateful for:
God, my Higher Power
Mamie, my schnauzer
A good visit with Joe at the hosp.
That 5 pints of blood was available for him.
Y'all be pretty now, ya heah!