This morning I loafed around in my underpants for far too long, so in the afternoon I thought I better actually do something with my day. I ventured out to a suburban swimming pool where I’ve never been today, and on the plus side it was a lot less seedy than the pool I usually go to (and there was not a single bandaid on the bottom, yay1), but on the downside it was crawling with children all under the age of six. I hate children.
Anyway, I was trying to practice my tumble-turns, because I suck at them. Unfortunately there was a hottie in the lane next to mine and I kept getting distracted. Result: lots of water up my nose. By the time I was done there was snot all over my face, which was gross.
Also, I wore my Speedos under my clothes on the way to the pool and I forgot to pack a change of undies. So I had to go commando on the way home, which isn’t a big deal, really, but on the bus I was paranoid my jeans would fall down and expose my bits to my fellow commuters. My jeans have never fallen down on public transport before, but it would be typical if the first time they fell down came when I was sans underpants.
