I had been thinking about taking water aerobics for a long time, maybe a year. I bought a bathing suit last August, intending to start in September. Then I got sick. Then I got busy. Then the holidays rolled around. Now I'm out of excuses. So, I finally have done what so many well-intentioned people do at this time of year. I've joined a gym. (the YMCA.)
Today was my first class. It was an interesting experience. It was pretty fun. Not a terribly strenuous workout, but for me, that's probably a good thing. There were a couple dozen people in the pool. Mostly ladies, all older than me. There were 2 men. I could tell that many of them had been doing this, together, for some time. I had a little trouble following what they were doing. The instructor was out of the pool, and it was hard to hear what she was saying. I tried to see what the other people were doing, but the movements are not easy to make out under the water. But a few of the ladies helped me out a little. Everyone was very friendly. In fact, toward the end of class, at some signal that I apparently missed, everybody broke ranks and started giving each other "10." It was like when you drink a toast to someone and you have to clink everybody's glass. Or like in church when you greet the people on all sides of you. They all introduced themselves to me. I don't know how I'll ever be able to learn all those names. There were 2 Carols, a Sandy, a Julie, a nice Scottish lady... I'll never remember who's who. Well, hopefully I will eventually, because if I'm going to be seeing these ladies on a regular basis, naked, even, it would be nice to know their names.
Yeah, I kinda hadn't really thought about it before I signed up, but there was the whole locker room experience that I had to deal with. The showers were all communal. People (well, ladies) were going to be seeing me naked. And vice versa. And yet, when the time came, I managed to do what I needed to do with no fuss or fanfare. I was just another tush, another pair of boobies. (And there was quite an assortment!)
This seems do-able. I hope to be able to work out about 3 times a week. Hopefully I'll stick with it, and maybe make a few new friends while I'm at it.