i'm re-reading brautigan's trout fishing in america and missing nature. i haven't been alone for what seems like years. and when i mean alone, i don't mean alone in a room, or alone in a building. i mean alone as in no other person within at least five miles. which is something that sounds very relaxing and perfect right now. maybe i'm getting a little socially claustrophobic.
it rained this morning. how ridiculous is that?! rain in may in l.a. unbelievable. i made it up for my morning swim and had to bike to the pool in a heavy drizzle, which had me pretty soaked by the time i got there. fortunately, it lightened up by the time i left for the times, and only started pouring again when i was a block away. so i got a little drenched, but it dried pretty quickly in the magazine section, which starts out hot and stuffy and gets progressively colder and colder until all the women are shivering and complaining by the time i leave. there's something wrong with the thermostat in that area of the building.
it was raining pretty heavily when i left the locker room for the pool. the swim team was taking up all the lanes, probably figuring that no one would be crazy enough to be out swimming if they didn't have to be there. so i had to ask the coach to open up a lane and get the lifeguard to notice me. she gave me a dirty look through the window of the lifeguard office as she put on her parka and grabbed a rescue tube. that was a little amusing. i thought they got paid for lifeguarding. maybe i'm wrong. i doubt they are paying them to sit in an office for two hours. it stopped raining about 15 minutes after that anyway, not to mention the fact that they stood under the overhang of the bleacher area. wimps. meanwhile i'm in the water trying not to embarrass myself in front of the whole usc swim team.
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that'll make a man out of you.
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