Sorry to post such a creeper, but I couldn't find a better picture - Google, you let me down!
I joked to my pool buddy Nancy that I was going to start wearing a trench-coat to the pool, and every time someone asked me "where do you get that counter-thing?" I'd whip open one side to show my inventory, all for sale, just like they used to do with watches (well, in the movies. I don't know if they ever did that in real life). Anyway, I mentioned that because there are now four people at the pool who've bought a lap counter after seeing mine. Sport Count, are you listening? LOL. They could care less. But it does crack me up, the idea that I'm influencing other people when it comes to purchasing sports equipment. Because hello, when it comes to sporting goods, I'm not exactly the athletic figure that companies look for to endorse their products. But maybe I should be...seriously, I could be the every(wo)man! The non-intimidating athlete. The person who makes you think "well geez, if SHE can run/swim/yoga/do crossfit, I guess anyone can!" - hey, I might be onto something here.
But I digress. I actually had a point to this post today. I know, shocking! So on Monday, Nancy and I were doing our thang, kickboarding up and down the pool as we yammered. A woman in another lane called over to us and asked "how do you go so fast?" and of course, we showed her our secret weapons - the swim fins! I remembered back to when I first started swimming that I was much slower on the kickboard with bare feet. We must have looked like pool ninjas to her, with our stealthy speed and all (or maybe not - maybe it's just my secret desire to look like a pool ninja?). Anyway, after Nancy left I swam over and talked to the woman, Denise, and let her try on my fins and take them for a spin. She was hooked (I'm telling you, they are awesome).
And then she noticed my lap counter on my finger and asked about that, so of course I had to go into my enthusiastic spiel.
And then? The best part (I know, bad journalism as I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to bury the lead)(good thing I'm not getting graded)(I actually got A's in my journalism classes in college)(ok, enough already!) was when Denise confided to me that she wanted to lose 100 pounds. And I was so grateful to be able to say back to her "I lost 100 pounds" - and see the look on her face - almost relieved, like "it IS possible" - because I remember how absolutely unfathomable it was to think about losing 100 pounds. And yet, it can be done - as many of us weight-loss bloggers have shown. Anyway, long story short (I know, too late) is that Denise ordered herself a pair of swim fins, a lap counter, and a ton of motivation, and I'm looking forward to seeing her every morning at the pool and watching her shrink. Go Denise!