The Pool

                  

Swimming Ool                                           by Ken Nesbitt

Swimming in the swimming pool is where I like to "B," wearing underwater goggles so that I can "C." Yesterday, before I swam, I drank a cup of "T." Now the pool is just an “ool” because I took a "P."

I found this cute little poem while searching for a poem about pools. There was a sign on the wall of the pool with about the same sentiments. Hope you enjoy.

We got up early this morning and got our things in the car and left for a new adventure. Joe's Dr and mine have both mentioned swimming as a great activity for both of us. Joe, because of his coming surgery and wanting to lose some weight and me because of my arthritis.Joe went to sign up and use the pool himself the day before yesterday. He came home so happy that I decided to join him today. The staff is so friendly and helpful. The early morning is devoted to seniors.A water aerobics class was in session, as I entered the pool. The pool is so large...more than one activity can take place at the same time. I looked for Joe and there he was... with a big smile on his face doing his walking exercises. I was so happy to see him like this. He's been hurting so bad that his smile has disappeared...but not this morning. As you can see in the picture there are railings with steps going down. So much safer than those old ladders that we used to use. Island music is piped in and it gives a resort like atmosphere. The swimmers were pretty much our age and everyone was friendly.A whirlpool/hot tub was bubbling away just out of sight in the picture. You can use it after exercising...so nice and warm. I noticed... as I did some of Joe's walking exercises that this walking is good for balance too. We seniors  need help with balance as we age. Leaving the pool area and going into the locker room...everything is so easy to use. There is a little machine to spin the water out of your suit on the wall. Warm shower felt good after using the pool.  As we started to leave...I noticed a coffee bar and comfy chairs with a window looking out at several bird and squirrel feeders. The gal at the desk said, "Just wait till winter when you are in the warm water and looking out at snow coming down....so pretty." We decided, on the drive home, to get a year's membership.This is right up our alley...as soon as Joe is healed, he will be able to get back in the water and we will have another activity to do this winter.

Balisha