It Only Hurts When I Blog

Greetings, Bloggy Midweekers!

Here is an 'outtake' photo from Newport, but it's a good lead in to the story I'm going to tell this morning.

Note that all you really see is Savannahs HAT.

First - let me say that I had a wonderful day yesterday working from home. I worked all day in my PJs and didn't get dressed till the afternoon when Charlie got home. How lazy is THAT?

The story I want to tell is from the health club on Monday. I worked out at lunchtime because we had a 'Cracker Barrel' appointment for dinner that night.

I was in the indoor pool (the outdoor is closed for painting this week), doing my water workout, and a middle aged guy entered the pool area to swim in one of the lap lanes. He had rather long hair that you could see sticking out from under his baseball cap.

Kind of a scruffy looking guy, actually. He had on his swim trunks and a t-shirt. He walked down to the hot tub first and left his towel and shirt down there.

He got IN the lap lane next to me with his baseball cap on - backwards. I gestured to him and spoke. 'You know you still have your hat on, don't you?'

He said 'Where I go, my hat goes, even in the pool'.

My immediate thought 'He's going bald and won't let anyone see it. Definitely. There is NO other reason he would wear a hat in the INDOOR pool'.

Sissy.

TTFN and have a nice Wednesday!