Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Tipped-Over Chairs = Happy Feet

Alternate Post Title : The Sandals Made Me Do It (thanks, dad!)

The Cleaner Guy at our community pool and I are tight, these days. (Ignore the fact that I call him Cleaner Guy. You don't need to know someone's name to be tight.) He's generally finishing up his job when I arrive to start my deep water running. (I'll have a whole post on this, soon!!) CG and I make small talk, wish each other well and he runs back to his truck to laugh at how dorky I look. It's a morning routine and it works for us.

So, I, in my $19.99 TJMaxx sensible swimsuit, showed up to see him putting a complicated lock on the gate, this morning. We had a different sort of conversation.

Me : "Um...that doesn't look too promising"
CG: "Nope. We had some sandals in here. Can't let anyone in"

At this point, you're probably as confused as I was. Turns out he actually said "vandals".

CG: "Yep. They broke a light...knocked over a chair. Gonna need to keep everyone out for now."
Me : "Listen, CG, I'll just use the sun, as my source of light, this morning. Also, I wasn't gonna use *that* chair, anyway. How about you just let me sneak on in there?"

My last statement may or may not have only been in my head as CG gave me his usual "poor, weird, lady" wave and walked away.

But, wait! It's okay! Crisis averted. Per this brilliant (and superfast) lady's post I was getting antsy to try a gentle walk, anyway.

Went back home, changed outfits, paused for a moment of silence while I looked at both feet (finally!) clad in running shoes, and fought the urge to skip out the front door.

While the above photo may be a little scary-looking, it conveys the way I felt moving my feet, painlessly, on dry land. Happy Walk, Happy Feet, Happy Morning!

My actual feet, this morning. If  you listen closely, you can hear them cheering!

How was *your* morning?


  1. My morning is now full of much cheering for you!

  2. LOL for the sandels. I'm glad I found your blog and I can understand about being super annoyed though that you couldn't swim.

    My morning was good, the pool I manage was actually closed this morning due to thunder. Maybe it will open up in the afternoon...;)

    1. I guess no one was meant to work out in a pool, this morning!

      thanks for stopping by and commenting, too.

  3. I'll get to the cheering and congratulating in just a moment. For now, I'd like to ask some vandalism questions. Knocked over a chair? Like, a 10 oz. sit-by-the-pool chair? Couldn't the wind have done that? And couldn't CG have just picked it up? A broken light does sound serious...except that the only lights I can remember being near that pool are the emergency lights on the big building. Maybe he should have said, "I have to change a light bulb and put a chair to rights and I don't usually have to do that, and I was having a bad morning anyway because my toast got burnt and I was out of cream for my coffee so I'm blaming the extra work on san-I mean-VANdals and closing up the pool for the day and maybe I'll do it tomorrow."

    Anyway...I'm SO thrilled for your PFBF (pain-free, boot-free) walk!

    1. Yeah...I think "vandalized" was a strong word choice for what went down at the pool.
      Hope CG and I can make amends tomorrow morning. Maybe I should bring him some coffee creamer?

  4. Yay on the walk! And as far as my morning it's 12:17 and I'm still working...in my underwear. #workathomeperks

    1. Niiiice! Another benefit : getting paid to watch the Olympics, during business hours, with my kids.