And when I say "we", I really mean "they". The kids swim all summer. I just sit by the pool trying to sweat off weight (that doesn't work, by the way) and will occasionally get in only when I'm so hot I can't take it any longer. And even then it's just a quick dip. And technically not even a dip because I never even put my head under.
Back in the 70's when my family were members at this very pool we are members of now, I used to be in the water the entire time we were at the pool.
My friends and I would do handstands, play chicken, try to figure out what we were saying under the water, play cross pool (I think they call it shark now) in the 10 foot, practice our dives off the diving board (Back then we had a high dive and a low dive, they have since removed the high dive. I'm assuming they did it for safety reasons.), play Marco Polo, and dive for coins.
And we would even swim.
The only time we would come out was when the life guard blew the whistle for pool break. Those were the longest 15 minutes of the hour. We would reluctantly climb out of the water, grab a quick snack, and play in the baby pool until the life guard would slowly mount the stand and blow the whistle, signaling that we could get back into the water.
I remember those afternoons when we would come home from the pool. Our house didn't have air conditioning then. This is North Carolina so it would be hot. We would lay in front of a giant fan with the shades drawn and all the lights off in an attempt to keep the room as cool as possible.
The television console would give off a blue glow as episodes of Andy Griffith or The Brady Bunch played in the background as we assessed our sun burns or peeled the skin that was bubbling up from the day before.
This was back before spray-on sunscreen. Truth be told, I don't remember much sunscreen at all. I do, however, remember lots of bottles of sweet smelling Hawaiian Tropic Sun Tan Oil and lots of jars of Afro Sheen. A lot of the moms at the pool would use Afro Sheen as sun tan oil claiming that it brought about the deepest and darkest tans. T
his was the 70s - people were smoking cigarettes, riding around without seat belts, and apparently not wearing sunscreen. And yet, most of us managed to survive.
I spend a lot of my time at that same pool now applying sunscreen, doling out snacks or money for Slushies, and watching my kids play all the same games I used to play.
I hope they grow up with a lot of fond memories of their time spent at the pool and very few memories of sunburn.
|Sarah at Tuesday's swim meet. She placed 2nd in backstroke. Go Sarah!|
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